Know you. Be you. Do you. Do you? Albeit you, know you? Who are you and what do you want? Your first response is seldom adequate, And...

Dragon soaring, Breathing fire, Raging roar. Scales flailing, Finding flight, Whipping tail. Contour curving, Circling sound, Silken...

A particular yearning for you, Where passion pleats, Overlapping layers endlessly, As one feeds into another forming tapestry. When the...

I think about you less and less, As each day greets its successor. But not quite void as yet, For less does not mean I forget you. Though...

A man's love for his woman is an expression of his lifeforce, first created by he who knows himself, stands in himself and acts with...

The end is where it begins. Not dissimilar to the cycle, Known all too well as vicious. With such violence it is no surprise, That...