You gave me a vision
the ability to paint in words...
Golden cells of honeycomb
that tastes sweetly on your lips...
She is hibiscus tea
quenching my soul...
She said, “randomness is non-existent...
I replied while quizzically looking at her, “I...
Writer's Block sometimes feels like
you're stuck in the Sahara...
The reason we keep on going
is that we are not going anywhere...
Your words,
when they came as whispers...
I thought you were my feeble
knees...
I am beautiful and wise, yet
I have been scorned by the world...
The night unbraids
my bones...
There is something about you
that I begin to slip away...
The respite is shortening
like my hair in the barber shop...