Posted in of the heart, poetry

“Sweet Montage”


phosphene-flooded lights
and sweet petrichor lead me
straight to your solace

where we’re limitless
and dance to the melodies
in all rhythmic grace

for days are endless
as nights are never fading
and time slumbers deep

when fate tells of us
and all of the memories
that our promise keeps

featured image: Pretty Night – Palette Knife Oil Painting On Canvas By Leonid Afremov

Posted in of the heart, poetry



And when morrow doesn’t come
I’ll reach for you…
Somewhere far across-
along the winded roads
where it all began.
Somewhere deep within
the history of those
that’re yet to come.
I’ll search for you-
If morrow doesn’t come,
I’ll search for you.

featured image by Consuelo Verona

Posted in of the heart, poetry

“To My Keeper”


All I feel is weightless.
Lost in all translation.
Stuck in golden shackles
of endless abdications.

So let me fall from glory.
And into you solace.
Let me yearn for refuge.
Let me yearn for grace.

For I am but a captive
of one too many crimes.
I seek of vindication.
Make me your divine.

Chase away my heartaches.
Shelter me from harm.
Let my spirit slumber
in peace and gentle warmth.

featured art by Martina Francone