I must love you so much…

There is a room, not too large, not too small. It holds the silence of forests for me. Poppies bloom on its walls. Ocean waves could be heard in beating of my heart. Dream making is allowed between hours, day and night. I am so selfishly alone in this room. The door is unlock, I…

Passion of God 

Please note:This poem is sexually explicit, 18+ If I can not see you, If I can not touch you, Across the chasm of time, I reach out with all of wilderness of heart, To taste the curve of your lips, the fine line of your shaved face, I inhale deeper i to your aroma mixed…