Wounds

Laughingly dismiss problems as simplicity Wine makes merry every occasion Actually shaking Alone and lonely Separated but crowded Not finding a place Needing space Keeping up the show Mastering how to love and be loved Open to wounding Trying not to wound Life sharpens the best of us It draws the line And forces our … Continue reading Wounds

Sugar

Flowers entice with pollens Calling the bees Making honey calling all the beasts I open my mouth I expect sweetness on my tongue Honeyed blooms Making my head spin I seek my addiction Making my life sweet