Wednesday, August 17, 2011

for love

divulge freedom
insane relic
wood burning corn
your skin shrinks
with the touch of a waterfall

your embrace
curves
i love to look at
with each rose I give
for love

i exit wounds
you enter freely
we travel far
never to return

Sunday, August 07, 2011

sunshine pine

in my mind we travel
and turn on a dime
on pavement or gravel
rain or shine

for strong winds and clear skies
we sail to see
our destiny is what follows
open and free

we tour the countryside
taste olives and wine
dream of the future under
shades of sunshine pine