Poem of obsession.
Continue ReadingWhen searching for truth sometimes you are confronted with your own ugliness of spirit and to truly become free you have to have the fire burn away all the dross of the ego.
Continue ReadingWhen searching for truth sometimes you are confronted with your own ugliness of spirit and to truly become free you have to have the fire burn away all the dross of the ego.
Continue ReadingThoughts drift and memories fall.
Continue ReadingFragrance in arid lands.
Continue ReadingHitting rock bottom.
Continue ReadingI will never desert you.
Continue ReadingYou would be sure to bolt if you knew the truth.
Continue ReadingShe’s like the desert wind, hot and dry the day, chill and cold the night. Her beauty stir the desert winds, only to pick up sands off the desert floor. Eyes her beauty only a glance, sands of sadness, then tears. Hold her no one, can’t hold the desert wind, only feel the empty hurtful effects of her passing!
Continue ReadingI want to always be with you.
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