Saturday, February 14, 2009

an office love affair

the chronicles of her
loves came sweeping
in, as fingers caressed 
her breast.  visual images
of the past were swirling
around her mind as
the facsimile she was creating 
at the very moment, kept
her away.  distant, she saw a 
squirrel cross from tree to tree
outside her window.  

Sunday, January 18, 2009


So much time
has passed and
yet has anything
really changed?
Time to heal
and renew our
hearts, time to
be the person we
are meant to be.
Will time ever
really heal these 
wounds we have 
caused each