Transfiguring Lips Into Fabergé Petals

Transfiguring lips into Fabergé petals Feeling decadent painting the night sky Let us rejoice with our illustrious words Palpitating deliberately when bliss is nigh These fanciful & bountiful thoughts of yonder Possibly plentiful but not quite enough for us Imaginative; creating a softer substantial side We’re most serene when we’re a bit mussed

Finding Refuge In My Dreams

Finding refuge in my dreamsTraipsing through Baudelaire’s flowersI sing a silent dirge to my soulTracing her petals within Summer’s showerCaught in the currents of misstepsFormer words no longer voicedLightness of a delicate visionWe heard the morning’s rain rejoicePolitely declining a dreadful umbrellaWalking out, always been man enough to weepSoaked; tears all the way throughDrowning; maybeContinue reading “Finding Refuge In My Dreams”