Yesterday I missed you. Yesterday I needed you. Today I miss you. Today I need you. Tomorrow I will miss you. Tomorrow I will need you. I want you to hold me just one more time. Some know the pain, others can’t imagine. It is one you never want to feel, but know you must. The day will come, when you have to say; “Goodbye” You are in my heart; there I will keep you safe. Your memories are in my mind, I will share them with...

It was the right kind of day, chilly and gray, miserable, the sky low and sullen and spitting a few icy snowflakes which whipped around in the stiff wind. The kind of day that’s wholly appropriate for burying your best friend. The funeral had ended, and the small crowd had quickly dispersed, looking for warmth and a more cheerful setting, and now I stood alone at the side of Ryan’s open grave, looking down at his casket....

  It's a great day for a white wedding. Unfortunately, this bride felt blue. A lesbian wedding is no longer a novelty but remained merely a pipe dream for me until today as I stood in front of loved ones at the rustic Kentucky wedding chapel.  Klea, my bride-to-be, was late. Disappointing but not worrisome since her tardiness was legendary. A bluegrass band was playing either Bruno Mars' "Marry You" or the romantic tear-j...

The look that I notice, When I’m stroking your hair, That moment of wisdom, You give to my ear. The boy that was hurt, But grew into the man, The rage that you feel, That I now understand. The touch of your hand, As it brushes my skin, The tremble you give me, Comes deep from within. The darkness that takes you, Quiet tears that you cry, I wipe them away, But inside I just die. The strength that you have, Gives me safety...

Sing me tuneless comfortCradling my painHelp me bear the sadness  Burdening my brain Hold me while I rememberWhat can no longer beThe unthought thoughts I dailyTry so hard not to think And while you act as sentryI can bear to feelThe feelings begging to be feltPress forward urgently With you near, they lose dangerA beast without its teethA snake without its poisonA fire without its heat Tame and placid finallyDocile memor...

     Have you ever looked into a portrait?And were drawn into it by their eyes;eyes that seemingly pulled at you.Eyes that you could swear were trying to tell you a secret.Deep dark pools surrounded by white sand.Pulling you deeper, seducing you. The longer you look into those eyes,the more you are transfixed.  Consumed.Urging you to go inside;releasing thoughts and emotions,transmitting a soft radiance of unknown consequ...

How many years has it been? How many years have passed since I've seen your face?  How many sleepless nights have crowded my life?  On tear smeared pages I write to you my bride. I'm a bottomless pit, an empty hollow of flesh, devoid of all emotional ties and boundaries. That night on the road has left me broken. Taken from me before your time. Food has lost its taste from my lips. laughter has been denuded and reduced to...

My heart hurts. My head tells me to be realistic. It was not meant to be. The tears flow, for reason unknown. The heart wants to blame, Wants to hate, Wants the hurt to go away. Logic will prevail, one day. Hopefully soon. The unknown heartache; Unbearable, Tiring, Relentless. Time is needed. To accept. To get past. To move on. Heartbreaks, Can not be the end. A game changer is needed. I will get through. I know you will...

Nightly, lightly the dance continues, echoes on Lightning quick, chancing eternity, just for possibly. Slightly, sprightly, another stab at plausibly; Counterstroke, counterpoint, turning, spinning like a boson. Each thrust and parry of words halts hearts, as a great oak sawn. Each singular step executed sensibly, Not even one footfall is mistaken, so flexibly, Serpentine ever, to the sound of virgo's song.Puritanical rha...

A specter in the mirror,  A wistful looking girl,  Trickling rain down a window pane On a bright sunny day. The riddle, my reflection, Begs why only mirror the sorrow? Trickling rain down a window pane, On a flowery spring day. Turning away from the mirror, I look back at a mournful face,  Trickling rain down a window pane I brush her tears away. I watch you through my rain, Slipping away from me, Trickling rain down a wi...