It’s Not Like
It’s not like I met him and thought he was cuteOr felt his touch from thousands of miles away.It’s not like he was every thought and smileOr the reason I was eager to get on a plane.It isn’t as if... Continue reading →
Relationships
Glass Jar
Warm Kingston windsBring sugar cane soundsInto my bedroom.They strum the beatOf his heartAgainst my eardrumsSo I may hear the peace of GodIn his chestAs he sleeps. A butterfly’s wingsEnvelope the essenceOf each blink and stride,Sending echoes of motionThat transform his... Continue reading →