LP No. 28_2020_a-mature time traveler

lost
in the twilight to a dozen
tomorrows,

i pass you by.

warmed
by trembling anticipation,

i lounge
in a dazzling spring sun,
dreaming
of autumn’s crisp bite.

when again will
we carve our dreams
against the sky?

sparking desires
quenched
only by Passion’s
fiery kiss

LP No. 21_2020_brick city blues

distant,
but never
far away,
the stimulating caress
of her twilight song
calls
me home.

in the river
water’s purr,
and a wandering
bat’s fur,
her charms
lose me
in the depths
of my own
soul
again,
and, again
&
again.

i will never be free