black tea and wild blossomsof course you have to add the rose petals lukewarm, untastednight-fulls,water leans against the spoonlike a body in the night, skin-prayer you want me moonlight shows meyour unshaved face that i love so...
black is still warm water in cast iron teapot, is soft intimate, sensate like lover’s silk black, as night quiet where stars kiss on my inner sleeve, unspoken promises and vows are kept forever in the wombed room and i am only his tiny plutonian moon with the...
Tonight I step into the sea with you. I don’t even need to look up. Because there are bright stars. In the water. I lean and I surrender in weightless blue, my prince of blue, my yes, my always and forever. Where boundaries dissolve, I am stirred entirely by...
It’s amazing how much we can do with some good patience and soft touch. *** I would often be asked questions such as “How do you know so much? How did you make your dreams and passions a reality? How do you stay motivated? How do you do it all with the...
In love, we seek closeness. We seek to close the distance between the you and the I, to hold the otherness and become the us. We want to be an us. Love enjoys everything. Love needs everything. Love is a knowing and of being known not of flesh but through the flesh....
With so much going on in our world, we can sometimes feel like we are dropped into a rabbit hole, deep in Wonderland. Like Alice, we can find ourselves into a place of non-sensical things, strange things, and things of creatures who seemingly have many powerful magic...