I have spoken to the rivers, understood their frothy, foaming words. I have heard their words collide against the rocks. I have listened to singing trees, Their leaves dancing in the wind. I have flipped their pages in my head, and read through their poems, their couplets and their epics. They tell tales of what … Continue reading Leap


I see your face in the last shred of light tattoed into the sunset. I want to soak in your splendor before the horizon buries you in itself. Your eyes look at me and I see your love sprinkled like the stars, Each one carrying a bit of you in its fire. As the night … Continue reading Fleeting