Sonnets for Dancer XXXII
Daring to speak, wanting to sneak in two words, yet without relief they come like fire into…
Daring to speak, wanting to sneak in two words, yet without relief they come like fire into…
Our invisible machinations march through the hours, thinking of nothing so that nothing might become of my…
If I were to recall those burning pains, it shrinks from me who provided the heat, how…
If itches were wishes I’ve had quite a few, though I have not much wealth accrued, nor…
If summer origin’d but one simple sin, like cold water in the morning shower does the gross…
Waking up without you is as impossible as waking up with you is too, since waking seems…
Poetry prowess is a thing for practice, like muscles, meditation, music, and patience, but partner pairing is…
You ride me like Neruda wrote tunes: And because love battles, I’d saddle you. And because love…
If mirrors were liars, if neurons were cowards, I’d not be so quick to escape with the…
There was a moment well loved, twenty paces away, beaming with pride from that distanced day: do…