I am alone,
except I’m not.
I’m alone in body,
not in thought.
I’m alone in my mind,
but not during prayer.
I’m alone in here,
but not out there.
What do you want me to say? Do you want me to write about how the long grass dances in the breeze? How bees fly flower to flower with pollen on their feet? How the children giggle with dimples in thei
Deeper. Take me deeper. Take me to the darkest depths where the sunlight cannot reach. Take me down, Down, Down, Where the pressure squeezes me, Surrounding me in a salty chill, Heart pumping, Fins pr
I wrote this poem the other day. It's a bit intense and kinda came out of left field. It was based on some people from my past that someone in the present triggered memories of. This is How I love You
