After months on deployment, I was grateful to come home to my wife in a skimpy She-Devil costume, a jack-o-lantern glimmering in the window of the dark living room. In the pumpkin's flickering candlelight, I squinted to bring her into focus to see that he...
On Korzo, I first caught sight of her flowy skirt painting shadows on her legs, the Croatian sun highlighting her wide smile. "Dobar dan!" Like a siren, she made me follow. The clacking of her high heels on the marble floor was her song. Through the passa...
Owen heard it—the staccato trills of a stormy petrel, less a song than a sort of snarl. “There you are...” he sniffed and smiled, “You’re mine.” The camera clicked just before the bird dove out of sight, vanishing behind some rocks. He lowered his lens, a...
I will sing my song as long as I live The siren who called to me,With her song of alluring captivating power,She has taught me to sing again She ensures I never go hungryFor she feeds all my needs and wantsFor I have a new song on my lips The deep cry in...
Still and silent stream in the midnight darkResting amongst the flax is the night sky beauty herselfQuenching a thirst from the sweet, still watersWinds that whisper vows and carry the faintest of spellsHer eyes are deep pools of wintery waterPlaying in t...
Zee walked into the bar like she owned it. Like she owned it and wanted to burn it down. She strode over to the pretty, green-eyed bartender without acknowledging the five men gawking at her."Where is she?" Zee demanded."You know, if you gave me your cell...
I want to melt your heart with words, My only skill, My fire. I want you to crave me, For a single line, A turn of phrase, Which sets your world alight. When you lie alone tonight, I want you to drip passion, And burn inside, Like the only lover who ever...
He wants to save me With his sweetness Envelope me In the warmth of his love He sees a bird, rare A broken wing A hidden spirit Lost Caught in the fear Of possible flight With his prayers And the touch of his hands An infusion of his spirit Th...
Here at the helm Surrounded Laughter and jubilation Sweeping the halls I stand eternally In thought. Maning the helm Companionless Unattended Unchaperoned Alone Without Your embrace Your kiss The inner reaches Of my mind Have yet to prepare me For the...
As I sit in my old chair, your gaze has me transfixed. My heart lays enchained in front of me. Body unable to do the simplest task. Yearning and pleading to you, the kiss. So sweet, so irresistible, flawless. I know it is dangerous, I know it will cost me...
Polyphonic offerings exchangedAffecting a softening to pangs That rearrange demeanor in chords Harmonize an orchestration towards relief Like some parched penstemon Pang for wet realize Offering its fuchsia trumpet To the Gods of symphonic thunder This ba...
I rush into the surgery. Helen's singing along to the radio, she looks up and then looks at the wall clock with a frown."The first picture of you, the first picture of summer - Morning. You're late." "Morning, yeah sorry - just assisting a potential new c...
