Monday, April 6, 2009. Monday, December 1, 2008. 7 ways to look at blind eyes. Although he may not witness. Watch him as he struggles. Through a war from within. Blindly those eyes do not see tragedy. But if not to see it. Allows him to wield inhuman capabilities. Realization to why eyes are not a necessity. Your other senses guide you on another path. The aging of your children, your family. You can not vision them maturing. While to yourself you do not age.

Wednesday, January 13, 2010. She whispers every word,. Just loud enough to be heard. Every breath she takes makes. Anger, frustration, and revenge disappear. Peace screams aloud, across the crowd. She fights for her words to spread. Her thoughts fill our bottomless heads. We strive for her perfection,. And the loving smile on her face. Sun says goodbye to moon as,. Thursday, December 10, 2009.

Friday, April 20, 2012. The sky is calm,. The clouds and I,. I have I lost sight of it all? She tells me of days. Ones that she will not forget,. Stories that, when I. Look to her eyes,.

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Thursday, April 15, 2010. In The Moments We Pass. I dance among these floods of strangers,. Just as my eyes dance among the stars. And I wish to find you. Amongst budding vines of nebulas. To pick the one cosmic flower spread upon. I am blinded by the unknowns-. I yearn to feel my heart melt. While entering your atmosphere,. To be consumed by your ambience of lust. To feel the rush of wandering astray.

Thursday, December 1, 2011. Fingers tangle, lact, and knot. Writing love letters to each other,. Is made in soft streaks of lead. Mine is too afraid of missing anything. But it murmurs its musings on occasion.

Tuesday, March 9, 2010. You see her running across the room. I see her mind rolling. Five minutes later she is bored with it. All together she is the shining star at midnight. Tuesday, February 9, 2010. She got up with intentions. Thursday, December 10, 2009.