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. My words and notions will I hope respond in poetic verse of many genre and style. Come along and please share your ideas and insights. Thank you for your visit.

Big Boys Do Cry

I read somewhere about the different stages,

I remember that day believing

it was so easy,

to understand the process of time.


I dreamt about her last night,

I always do these days,

I find myself here,

only trying to piece together the day.


Oh how many times did we tell ourselves

to recognize that one last part,

it would be the guiding light

would certainly tear our love apart.


So, I do feel tears, they are real

when I let them come home,

when finding that place no longer

exists where I could count on time.


Like a rock in a sea of drifting wave,

there’s no place to land,

no reason to breathe,

just let the water take me everywhere.


I will look toward the tides

to see the shifting landscape around

my heavy sighs,

I’ll know there is a world out there.


I remember the first time I looked in her eyes …

Please, your words are ever so appreciated ...

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