Crescent Beach
Monday, July 10, 2006
Friday, July 07, 2006
Monday, July 03, 2006
dissecting the sun
when we make fire
we burn
like angels hotwired in ecstasy
like runes of emerald ebony
like a steamy mattress of clouds
reflecting diamonds from an inner sun
you can see light ignite
a star reaching its bright fingers
deeper into a silent space
like rapture in the evening
... rapture in the evening
the waves lull
like a hot massage
crashing into the lavender shores
of royalty
it's rapture in the evening
rapture in the evening ...