Teetering On The Edge Of Normalcy

Teetering on the edge of normalcyThe unraveling of misguided formsThis mind won’t settle into boredomWill not compromise the quelling of the stormDo not attempt to dampen this fireMy spirit will continue to actively soarFor I won’t be cajoled to become blandFeeling fresh & alive, always reaching for more

The Curtains Rose Gently

The curtains rose gently Caught in the morning breeze An undisputed beauty My heart soaring above the trees Our feet sore from the dancing Closest to perfection I ever saw All the while her lips were sealed & she was hiding secrets in her bra