Sunday, December 27, 2015


No pictures of her
Just memories
Images you'll never see,

The warmth of her skin
Heat in her eyes
Kisses that I came to prize,

Her woman's charm
Her childlike glee
All that love is lost to me.

Sunday, December 20, 2015


No salvation,
No inspiration,
A heart's conflagration
A bleak celebration.

The more I learn
The less I feel
The more I know
The less I heal