short poems about life and love

the lake’s glass surface reflects a waning crescent moon. crisp, cool air bathes my face as the shikara knifes through black water...

Her white linen dress flows and flaps in the wind. Flashes of bare skin bathed by the setting sun glow with its...

a line of brightly colored adirondack chairs face the sea. vacant, they appear gray in pale moonlight. far out over the gulf...

thunder rumbles and rattles the screen. fat raindrops slap against the shack’s tin roof. inside, the hurricane lamp flames fitfully spitting oily...

a cool evening breeze rustles dune grass. two crescent moons hang low over the sea, their slivered faces kissing the ocean with...

clay and breath. earth merges with air and the dance begins. yearning to be filled we spill out in all directions —...

A place to hide on her favorite beach, serene and still just before sunrise. A full moon hangs low in the shore-ward...

i can’t say no to her velvety lips so irresistibly close to mine. her body moves with the faintest trace of lavender...