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How could you so easily fit into the missing spaces of my personality...so easily massaging the ghost limbs that have long since been cut away? And just like an amputee, I often get misty sensations from nerve endings that are no longer wired up to the ole network. You are the great brown hope, with … Continue reading Untitled

Dream Girl

Poems have been written, wars have been waged, songs have been sung, and coups have been staged…all inspired by the passionate love for a woman.  It’s hard for me to imagine living in a world in which the only way to communicate with the person I love is face to face or through a hand written … Continue reading Dream Girl

A Daydream of Her

The woman I dream of is the cornerstone of the foundation of life as I will live it. As far as I am aware, a woman being the cornerstone was never up to me. It wasn't a choice I consciously made. It's a reality that I merely became aware of years ago. I have craved … Continue reading A Daydream of Her