i wake up slowly in the morning when you’re with me in the bed as i open up my eyes and let the dreams escape my head wrapping lazy legs around you planting kisses on your face you begin to press against me in response to my embrace the coolness of the night no longerContinue reading “in the morning”
Category Archives: Poetry
Hello 1988
perhaps
we will find
that we have
nothing more
to learn from each other.
but first
we must have the courage
to explore
the possibilities
A Song Came On The Radio
A song came on the radio
I wondered if you heard it, too
You said it makes you think of me
So now it makes me think of you
Winter 1973
to know one another
we must walk away
alone
When
you knew we’d never grow apart
I knew you’d never break my heart