Friday, April 28, 2017


When you despair 
That I am with you 
That I am near you 
I'm Right There.

And remember
In My universe,
Anything is possible.

So keep believing
That I love you.

Cause I do. 


Wednesday, April 19, 2017


You're too busy to talk to me.
You're too busy to see
waking up every morning
reaching over 
to say 
"Good morning"
"Have a nice day"
and to send you a cyber kiss "Mmuah"
because I can't give you a real one.

It takes me 3 seconds

to type these 3 things.
But you're too busy to answer.
Not even a second to spare,
to say
"I miss you too..."


Monday, February 20, 2017

A Poem in 3 lines

Come home
So I can love you closer.
You are the best part of my day.


Wednesday, October 12, 2016

Tuesday, May 17, 2016

On Evol

How do I say I love you
without saying the word?

Do I show you? But you are so far.

Become a mime? They are so strange and silent.

Paint a picture? But I can't draw.

What if I call it something else? Like 'Evol' for instance?
That's not a word, that's just something I made up.
It is safe. Even whimsical. 
Not even all that clever, but it works.

So will you miss it
I wonder,
or will you understand
when I say, 
I evol you
when I wait up for you to call.
I evol you
when I listen to you talk.
I evol you
when you make me laugh and cry.
I evol you
through the thousand little things that make up the days
that I have to wait
to see you
to touch you
just to be with you.

I know I shouldn't say it.
I know it is hard to hear.
I know I shouldn't read into it
but you tell me you evol me
with music.
The songs of others 
that you bend to your purpose of making me feel good.

What do I have but words?

All I have
are the words that I hold
on the tip of my tongue
and bite down on every time they try to come out.

I give up.

You know what?
I evol you
whether I say it out loud or not.


Saturday, February 6, 2016

Bits and Pieces V

You wound your way
      into my heart
    like barbed wire.

Your thorns twisting

straight through me.
Moving deeper
with every beat. 
Ba dum / Ba dum / Ba dum.

holding on

never to let me go.

I am made and remade


Because ...

to be human is to be broken. 
And broken
is its own kind of beautiful.






A lot can happen in a year.


My thanks to Roshan, R.M Drake, Virginia Woolf and Pintrest for the words. 

Thursday, January 21, 2016

Bits and Pieces IV

I promised myself 
I wouldn't fall in love with you.
But it's 1 am
and we are laughing too hard.

So I unchained my demons.
I let them play.
I let them run.
Because you are my moment of quiet
in a loud shouting world.

When we are together,
I forget the rest.

I. am. Screwed. 

So, I pried open my rib cage; 
ripped out my heart. 
because we are all made of glass.
and Your shards cut me into
when I was not meant to be loved in parts.


My thanks to Pintrest for all the words.