Love is King

I see the moon but
it sees me not.
I fell dead in love, then
you rose me with the warmth
of your kiss.
From the eyes I shut;
my fate I dream, like a
kite in the wind.

I dream of love

overthrowing the moon
in the still of night.
As though with wealth
I trade love, but no I
stay stealth one eyed,
partially blind to you.
I am one, growing to


What is it beyond

the fence that taunts my gaze

and set rage ablaze…

Shall I pace and divulge my rage a-free

to set this matrimony into abyss

Or erase my thoughts, my fears,

my hate, my rage and insanity and fill this

empty vessel with love from behind the fence.


In time where joy brew

at the core of love;

Gentle wind reassures


Coral reefs swirl unsettled

by waves of emotions


Injustice words, alone, cold;

expensive mind like the

gem of a solid stone

Letter to Unborn Child

To my unborn child,

forgive me of the sins of

my youth; for my emotions

transgressed beyond the ink

to which I write to thee.


You deserve to live.

Everyday my heart beat for thee,

my love for thee be limitless like the

lines of thy palm.


Wrinkles on my hand,

your hands in mine, a

seed from my blood line;

I will forever love you till

the end of time until

death do us part.



Poetry is the possibility

of language – love

I am love; the aftermath of

seduction, authentic to

the core

I’m feeding on

love like scraps,

like scraps  and whores;

I am love

Distorted contorted

my mind torn

I’m blind to love

they seek to cure,

they can’t see the pain

that lies behind