Red-bud winter creeps
past blooming Easter lillies...

If you cannot spiral your words
into a rose or write I love you...

I.
Whispers of light grazed the cracks...

Somewhere between home and I-65,
I found you...

Sugar coats every inch
of her curvaceous figure...

Dandelion puffs scatter
through the air of...

Friendships come and go,
Faster than the blink of an eye...

We were once slaves to our sheets,
tousled and tied in spaces where...

Chicago streets litter themselves
with sequins and vintage gin...

As she glided chatoyant
lines across her eyelids...

She fell in love like the
way you slip into dreams...

Lately, I've been breathing underwater,
savoring every single ounce of affection...