rose in midair

also he said he liked my poem the one i recited or made up at the time about hiking across his chest my fingers that is

notes: like volcanoes except maybe even more surprising more burning with liquid heat my ears my heart spreading spreading and maybe even mo...

yes, i enjoy invisibility from time to time but not today.

if i went to wyoming, i'd kiss the trees and watch my breath form shapes in the fog we'd listen, and we would be unstimulated but so...

impossibly possible what are the opportunities that are borne of this moment? what are we missing by thinking about tomorrow?

what does sexuality mean? why is it so important to some and not in others? what does it signify? is this nature or nurture?

where do i find inspiration? eyelashes. water. light. mess.

a new year, a new light heart flutters, full of flight

the heart may freeze or it can burn the pain will ease if i can learn there is no future there is no past i live this moment as my last ther...

don't stop believing