I would like to be a writer. I began this site with amorous intentions, and over the course of time, I hope to have evolved as a male in an ever changing society that is today, recognizing the true beauty and elegance of woman. I am also into writing poetry. Come along for the ride.

Sleepless Storm


There’s a rumble I hear,

is it my imagination,

is my mind

lost in a sea of confusion,

while sleepless

the night sky lights up,

to offer a beacon of survival,

a moment to reflect,

a sound wave of natural existence

far outweighs

the surreal state I seem to want.

 

Yet I do listen to the rain,

hitting my picture window,

dancing to a rhythm I can only

imagine

does the same  in her quiet

refuge,

together alone,

we stand inside the storm,

we wonder about each other

wander towards the moment,

the fantasy,

the imagined harmony we once

understood to be whole,

a holistic sort of reckoning,

together we planned our sojourn,

and we would wake with one another,

eyes in a fashion

of love.

 

Listen to the wind,

calls our name,

in a sweet silence,

while the wet rains sing.

Please, your words are ever so appreciated ...

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