With amber slaked into honey
The drippings finding lips of gold
A casual tasting of...

'Tis deep within the Love I feel
Where her trembling, her breathing
Builds that dome in air...

I could rehearse, if only I dared
Convey the brushstrokes of nature's paint
With Dali's...

Mother of stone, father of light
Methodical dreaming
Deciduous by birthright
High...

There's a waterfall in her glances into my disbelief
Where her stratagem is to ease as an empath be...

In glorious hints and tints
Lay the colors of morning's sound
The effervescent music
...

' A backstreet tale ' (from 1940's New Orleans)

Her head was layin' real low
Listenin' to '...

In the warmth, the light,
Oh.... that....warmth
Engulfing those tender years
The time...

Ladder the earth
Scorched mind
In all imitation's intent
I thread the eye
of...

In the sky there is a gray
The same 'ol defeats singin'
I'm just an oil slick
On the...

Dreams inspire us to dream
An ever-morphing kaleidoscope......

She came to me like sunshine
Pouring over me, like honey
Changing me, into the uncomplicated...

In the blank aggression
That is lost lust
Tiny portions of shelled bones
Fragmented...

In considering a second lifetime,
A new consideration
A new window from which to consider...

A lone saxophone
Lost
In the forest
Blows
A suspended cry
Echoing...