The Line

I kept a close watch, I had no choice. Too many times the end got close, your love, a necklace too much a noose. so I found myself alone, your fire an overwhelming tide.  Oh how I dreamed of toeing the line, steering my feet off the side. Of turning my back to the siren, … Continue reading The Line


Learning a New Word

I'm better, at saying no to your eyes. Every time they enter my mind, all I hear is the no slip right by. It falls over my lips the way I love you once did. Full of the grace, of everything I have to give, when your face comes to the fore, no, is what stops … Continue reading Learning a New Word