Wide open to the world a flower unfolding her beauty reaching for the sun. Her pedals soak in its rays and reflect it back to all who know her. Rise up, my shining star and let me bask in your radiance. I'll make a wish on your light knowing it's already come true. Because you are here. A precious gift. Life giving more than receiving. Laughter, song and dance fill my days. Sweet dreams calm my nights.

Approaching the canvas, he createswith the stealth, speed, and hunger of a cheetah stalking prey. Artful as he hunts for what lurks under the brush, behind the hill, and in the branches of trees,his craft is one of expression. Creative feline ripping throughthe Skin of what is beautiful, true and good, craving the Marrow, which is carnal, essential and real. Drawn in awe of skillful chase, still I tremblein fear, anticipating carnage to come. Colors and images left by paintbrush gashes expr...

Buckshot blast legs trembling to hold me up. Fall to the ground in a puddle of red, the color of love. Hunted for sport? A trophy for the wall? Doe-eyed, pleading with you to say. Why you took my heart and wasted the rest. Left on the cold ground for buzzards to pluck. And you, and she feasting on my heart. Drinking my salty tears that leave you even thirstier. The last of my kind.

I wish you were a horse so that we could ride far away from this place where I beg you to notice. We'd ride into the sunset and never look back at all who bet against us. The odds aren't good, and I'm not a gambler. Sunset looks so beautiful heading West to the promised land of opportunity, of dreams, of pink and purple landscapes spread out under the evening heat. Neon flickering on, sun going down, you going with it. Dust tracks in the desert sand where I stand penn...

Glass of red wine Shatters on the floor Shards that slice my skin. A meritage of grape and blood Metallic, tannic concoction Bittersweet communion. A dry, sticky taste Clings to my mouth From our last kiss. I bite down hard To quell my quivering lip. Salty, sweet concoction Bittersweet communion A meritage of grape and tears.

Flower in bloom Bathed in perfume Awaits with delight For love to alight. Swooping down he sups In doing so drops Dust from the last Encounter that passed. Sweet nectar collected Two species connected Sway in the breeze Blossoms and bees.