Author: headgeek

Even if my mouth burnt with pain It would be as nothing to the fire in my veins If I could kiss those lips.

This morn, I can write the saddest lines. Lines that would make Neruda weep, for kindred souls that feel loss seek each other, find each other, speak to each other. In the distance the birds are singing, and I seek the wind for my words to carry over the miles, beyond her surface denials and […]

When I hear your voice, angels’ songs become as clanging pots banged by a screeching toddler.

I will walk beside you; through the trials and tribulations and fears. I will steady you as you struggle through the rough patches on the road. I will hold the light that casts back the darkness on the journey or in your soul. No matter what, I will be there by your side.

Even when you don’t feel like it. Even when you doubt it. You are the Most Beautiful to me.

The best tasting, calorie free thing to put on your lips is a kiss. More stimulating than chocolate, sweeter than strawberries, addictive as cigarettes yet free of all downside and second helpings are encouraged.

Listen to the silence of the morning. It is then you can hear your own soul Echoing my love.

I want to hold you until your heart heals and your soul is whole, until your voids are filled. And then, you hold me.  

If I could make you feel one iota of what you inspire in me, I would be the greatest poet since Rumi captured the mysticism of love and made the spirit word and song echoing through time as your beauty echoes through my mind.

I know why the caged bird sings and why it does not fly. Because the golden bars protect the body, but cause the soul to die.