Higher Expectations

  Higher expectationsFrom your great admirersNothing so commonReflecting upon the enquirerKnowing a grand entranceStepping politely in this placeOur mutual acquaintanceDropping your secret rimmed in lace

Searching Cavernous Souls

Searching cavernous souls Racking what I might believe Splitting hairs of fragrant Ideas wandering down my sleeve But I’m not more righteous Than the boys down on the beat I’m flawed, sensitive – prone to anger Stuck in a commuting rut; weakly on repeat There’s quiet secret I might contain Love & passion bubbling just