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Dream

Are those children I hear Playing in the sun? Laughing, running, being kids Until the day is done? Are they reading stories? Are they singing songs? Are there hands filled with crayons Coloring all day long? Is that a boy I see? Walking with his dad? Hand in hand they...

The Touch Of An Angel

Hands upon my flesh Like an angel’s breath A touch A bond Between the souls of strangers Erotic Spiritual I can almost touch the heavens As your warm magic Courses through my body If you listen closely You will hear my heart It whispers songs of love and passion...

The Angels Weep

Dedicated to Michelle …. my soul sister Trapped beneath the ice Darkness taunting my sanity So cold is the poison Of guilt, pain and regret This prison which surrounds me Was built not with stone But with anger And memories that haunt me My tears Dance on the...

Another Day On The Job

Upon entrance to my prison The evil is present and real Despair hangs like a thick black fog The rafters sweat words of hate The walls reek of jealousy As I begin the descent to my cell I feel my very soul being raped of its life force The atmosphere chills me to the...

Gum

My soul Like an old piece of gum Chewed up and spit out Flavor exhausted Sometimes it is played with Perhaps a child with dirty filthy fingers It stretches and snaps And eventually breaks Or maybe it winds up on someone’s shoe A madman? A widow? A rock star? It could...