short poems about life and love

the soft splash of oars beating black water which mirrors blue sky. dry grasses bend reverentially in a cool autumn breeze. beneath...

like cool water or precious wine poured over her naked body i empty myself into the tender reaches of her beating heart...

all i see is this… your tears no longer fall — the sun begins to set — summer rains have come and...

the light of her moon has eclipsed my sun casting all of my thoughts into doubt. unable to sleep, i prowl musty...

if all that i see and all that i think could somehow be erased — what might fill the “space”? and if...

it never occurred to me that an angel’s wing could get broken. and as i found her sitting beneath an oak wrapped...

your perfume lingers here like morning dew which clings to each blade of uncut grass before being burned away on a summer’s...

a thousand eyes for you on any given evening waiting in the wings to undress every moment and desperate for a spark...