Daylight Creaking Up Over The Atlantic

Daylight creaking up over the AtlanticFirst light’s rays struggling over the seaMy bones seem to have a bit of rustBetter lubricate with some more coffee Dancing upon the shores of the St. John’sWe don’t need carpets; red or otherwiseWe only need our bare skin to touchEnding with me whispering between your thighs

Knowing The Sun Will Shine Again

Knowing the sun will shine again I sit here basking in the midnight air A quiet sip from my enduring courage Thinking naughty thoughts of my lady fair Knowing I can’t sleep when I can write I fall back into my imaginative stupor Only to be shook by the dawn’s yawn Daylight kicks me swift,Continue reading “Knowing The Sun Will Shine Again”

It’s Not About Me

It’s not about me Focus away from my chipped soul Fragile dreams creaked as I reach daylight Caught in our midsummer’s lull Drinking wine out of a teacup This soul embarrassing when exposed Hoping to numb our sensibilities While we lay naked & juxtaposed

The Dispassionate Sunshine Emerges

The dispassionate sunshine emerges Calling out my dulled & weary name Feeling downtrodden so early in the morn Slowly licked by the sun’s eternal flame Stretching as I rise from my sheets Needing reservoirs of coffee in times like this Stark forms in prospective movement Daylight meets love’s surefire kiss Image by Sasin Tipchai from Pixabay