Category: Earlier Poems

Perfume is whisper. Perfume is breeze. Like clandestine thoughts probed into the mind deep. […]
Fear, is an illusion, that drapes itself around subconscious, as though invisible worm that […]
Lettuce, cheese, and tomato sauce giggling, burger poked out its arm  tempting me to […]
[Desire] slipped me a bottle of Gamay, in the wee hours of morning, […]
Scent of freshly brewed ristretto and pear butter, pour memories out unto readying […]
The woods we walk through are a blooming riot, Yet part of the […]