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My dear,

Memories we have created.

Mistakes we have made and hated but found solace in.

 My return is inevitable, but not impossible.

Loving you is not a dream but a reality I wish to share with the world around me.

Thoughts of you dance ’round (in) my head,

like loose change in my pocket as I run through every past encounter we’ve shared.

The first moment our eyes met.

Our first warm embrace;

Lips connecting as emotions ran wild and tears fell on bending knees to kiss the ground in our first departure…

The excitement of touching your face.

The thought of placing soft, sensual kisses on your lips again keep me going each day.

That moment when night

covers us with a blanket

of stars, kissed cool breeze

and  passion soars, like eagle wings spread as if it could hug the sky!

I long for that moment…

Soon it shall be as I write it, but for now all I can do is imagine…


Yours truly…


with my heart first, i jumped in

like a card shark, all in

your words gave me comfort

though i didnt know what i was running from

afraid to be alone

i booked a flight and called this home

the road ahead became rough

I lost control of my goals and self for love

trying to gain ground and get back on my feet

stressed, depressed and feeling obsolete

losing sleep

i dont know what to do

this was never a game to me 

it was more a new leaf

a fresh start

a new me…

my imagination runs wild when it comes to her.

thinking of what we could have.

what we could become.


intoxicating passionate fumes filling the room.


truly being in love.


lost in bliss.

 my imagination runs wild when it comes to her.

like in a fat kid in a bakery,

her sweet nectar dripping on my tongue.

slurping every bit of her love from the creek between her secret garden,

climbing her twin peaks just to glare into her eyes,

as I fill my belly of her sweet juices…

sparks fly as our lips touch.

like allies we unite as one and move the same as the ocean.

 rip tides sometimes causing us to ride rough currents,

but the explosion at the end is…

my imagination runs wild when it comes to her.


hide and seek.

fun-filled adventures like kids hidden under the covers,

tickling each other in places that would make a christian blush.

my imagination runs wild when it comes to her.

and without her?!

it crumbles to dust.

heart-beat comes to a crawl.

and its like I’m drifting away to a place love doesn’t know

and loneliness awaits me at the gate with a grin and a cup of sorrow for my troubled imagination thinking that this could’ve been real…..



your words were flagrant.

Harsh. Vicious like serpent fangs

piercing my heart to

Suck life from within 

Ridding me of the pain love

has shown me for years

your words were flagrant.

Harsh. Vicious like serpent fangs.

piercing the depth of

My soul, so I could

Feel no more… Void. Empty. Dead.

 Hardened. Cold. Black. Death.

Hey just wanted to swing in and say a few short words…

I’ve been working hard on getting my poems together and creating new pieces that are moving, real and touching. I try to write whats real, whats true, all with a poetic twist. I have been going through so much in the last few months, both personal and professional, but my pen, My Sword, has yet to fail me so I will continue to stain the streets with ink.

I am still working on getting my first chap book out for Valentines Day (Feb 14, 2012).

Other then that, still holding down this 9 to 5 in NYC, working hard, still focused on the prize. Hope you’re enjoying your Summer and please keep coming back, if you already read, please read it again and tell me what you think…

Thanks for the love…


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