Sore Heart

The start of a new day;sets me apart from the loneliness of any other...
My mind drifts on to places...on to the face..of my lover
So tender and sweet the touch I feel when his hands caress my skin
I'm tired of dying..so, today...I'm gonna start living.

My heart beats slow and takes up speed..
I've not too many breaths left; need to save the rest.
I choose to live...giving in to my sexual needs..

Desires of the heart are hard to ignore.
Blood rushing through my veins,
my heart is sore.

My ing's.

Wanting. Longing. Waiting.
Friendship. Important.
Intellectual. Stimulating. Void.
Hoping. Praying. Staying. Wondering.
Reading. Writing. Singing. Loving. Helping.
Searching. Smiling. 

More of You

Time moves so slowly,
there is more I want to do.
 Who am I really,
if I do not serve you?


My soul is stirred by the sound of the wind;
a chill runs through my spine.
I  wait for your voice to fill my mind.
I long to feel your spirit once again.