🛸 👽 🛸 👽 🛸 👽 🛸 👽 🛸 👽 🛸 👽 🛸 👽 🛸 👽 🛸 👽 🛸 👽 🛸 👽 🛸 👽 🛸 👽 Ghouls from dark Pluto Here to rob me of my treats Little bastard thieves I‘d knocked for hours My knuckles bleeding and cracked No one steals my stash I clutch my candies… Continue reading
I pull you close. You tell me no – Not tonight. Just one little kiss. I smell your sweat. It whets my appetite. You scare me, You whisper As I make you mine.… Continue reading
She’s a sitting duck. He hears her heart’s pulsation. You can’t hide from me. Deft are his fingers as he aims the honed arrow. It soars steadily. Point meets its target. She gasps… Continue reading
My masts are engulfed in flames that do not burn. Scavenging pirates scatter, empty-handed, with no booty they yearn. St. Elmo, be with me, a refugee from a hostile land – a sailor… Continue reading
She repeats his name. Light within has diminished. He isn’t to blame. Hands that touched and teased, now entrapped in monolith. Love has atrophied. She kisses cold lips. Perhaps if she rubs his… Continue reading
Ah, to be a cicada and discard what I’d once been- dispersing in the wind. Particles of me, so tiny, no one would see. I’d scatter in the breeze. In your hair, I’d… Continue reading
I’ll be your mermaid – swimming into the deepest depths of your blue sea. Your current pulls me. Like tentacles of a squid, you enwrap and grip. Excitement tingles – sharp stings from… Continue reading
 Pull me from the dark – for you’ve resurrected me. Once dead, I now breathe.  Am I poetry – thoughts exhumed from darkened souls, striving to reach light?  Or am… Continue reading
When I close my eyes, my mind blossoms. Dreams I dare not pen take hold of my hand, and lead me into enlightened lands. ∼∼∼∼∼∼∼∼∼∼ My poem was inspired by Poe’s brilliant words:… Continue reading
Memories of you and me in this room. Did the walls bear witness to every whisper, every moan? Secrets in hearts forever entombed in pulsating chambers. Our lies inscribed on scarred walls of… Continue reading
