The fire in her eyes

I remember seeing a picture And thought How beautiful you are. I remember noticing the fire in your eyes. When I met you for the first time I felt knots in my belly Tightness in my balls. I wanted to know you And I was afraid to find out just how related we are. I

12 Days of Xmas: Self-love

My really good WP galpal Sindy, from http://bluebutterfliesandme.wordpress.com, launched a 12 Days of Christmas prompt to celebrate our blogging connections and share our positive images for the coming year. You can read the first posts in the series here: Three Wise Men (http://bluebutterfliesandme.wordpress.com/2013/12/14/three-wise-men/) 12 Days of Christmas: Magic (http://holley4734.wordpress.com/2013/12/15/12-days-of-christmas-magic/) I won’t lie to you, this past year,

Modern manhood: or how the King became the Happy Fool

Once upon a time there was a tree that bore a strange fruit. The fruit that almost looked like the tree but not exactly. It wrapped itself around the tree and slowly started sliding down. As it descended lower and lower, the more ripe it became. Until one day it freed itself from the tree

Angel of Love

She was very quiet Like a starry winter sky Yet her eyes would glitter Even when she would be shy. In her chest was fire And there’s still its burning flame Unextinguished desire To play this neverending game. Her garden was full of color Many parties in her home Indefinite desire To find a peaceful

Swallowed to Death

I was riding with you On a dirt road Wind in my hair tears down my face. I was feeling excited by the unknown. I was feeling scared not knowing. I don’t know why I trusted you. When you walked me straight to my death. I saw you laughing with the fire of a dragon