For just a guy with rope...Lost in delusionsI once assumed A certainty of selfThis is where I beginThis is where I endThis is where I standWho I amNow with My feet tucked beneath meRelieved of the weightOf my own beingOn my knees before youHands folded FreeYour finger under my chinI look up into the depth That is the calmness of your eyesI watch The curve of your lipsAs you speakYour soundsFilling the crevicesOf my opened...

Nature can be a cruel bitch. Fires burn forests and floods destroy homes. Tornadoes can level entire towns and earthquakes can ravage whole cities. We all know that, and on some level, we are able to accept it. Ironically, when nature disrupts our families, we tend to place blame on the ones we love than on the unforgiving mistress that controls so much of our lives. When I married my wife twenty years ago, our sex life w...

We must learn to crawl Before we can walk Day dreaming someday We could finally flyLife is unpredictable Hearts easily are broken The dream of flying At times almost forgottenWe can become lost Simply numbing the pain Hiding in our own cocoon Afraid to feel the hurtIf we are willing to try again To let ourselves feel love Despite the risk of failure Then anything is possibleI found you so broken Yet you opened your heart...

We had only one high school in Chula Vista in 1953. I think the population for the city was about fifteen thousand then. I was graduating from Chula Vista High School, and the ceremony would be on a Saturday. My father, Robert, and stepmother, Cindy, would be there. My two stepsisters, Sheila and Maggie, would too. This would be the first time we had all been together since Christmas.     The Friday before, we seniors wer...

We are both so different in nature however in others very much the sameWhen we are together we can talk for hours and hours yet it still will seem like mere minutes.No matter how long or what we try, Nothing, no amount of time will ever be enough to fill our want, need, or desire.Each day our heart beat grows stronger As we get closer and our hearts are further entwined.Looking at you Deep in your eyes I see my confidant...

Looking in the mirror she sees a reflection of her past self. A shy, broken lost insecure girl who lacked self confidence. But that was before she met him. A man that proves to her that all men aren’t the same. He is sweet, kind and gentlealthough he can be direct, and roughand she still feels safe in his arms. Slowly they get to know more about one another he tells her about his lifestyle which makes her both nervous and...

So long ago, When my days ahead were an unwritten book, I put my pen to page, and wrote the words  'Seize the day'! And seize them well I did... I lived and played, and worked and slaved,  For nothing more than to seize the day.  And so it is written, on page after page... By my hand, Those three words lay scrawled. Cascading from page to page.  From day to day. Written in my Book of Life, 'seize the day'. I thought not o...