Pan's Shoe

Two Wolves

Wolf Pup

A Love Letter to a Man

You don't ever seem to notice me, I'm always there. . .Some times I wonder if I always have been.

You don't ever seem to hear me, I'm always there. . .some times I wonder if next time I will manage to get the words out

You don't ever seem to feel me, I'm always there. . .some times I wonder if I will find the courage to just reach out and touch you

Smiled, you smiled and I smiled back a moment before I realized the smile wasn't for me.

That smile, your beautiful smile was for her, I never knew. . .all this time I have been the one writing my love to you.

You never knew, you said you never knew where the letters came from. . . you have broken my heart.

You hold my hand a moment and whisper softly that you love me too. . .she has gone, she wasn't ever going to stay long.

You hold me close when the world isn't looking, you love me in silence. . . I can tell no one how I love you

The letters have stopped, now I say each word to you with my lips rather than my pen. . . the silence still deafens me, you heart beating in your chest

I listen closely, drawn in by the sound. . .some times I wish I could just lie with you my head on your chest and never have to move

The beating, the beating of your heart. . .some times I think of it as the rhythm in which we love.

Eine Frage

Was passiert, wenn ein Leben, das einmal freudlos war plötzlich gewinnt Bedeutung.  

So nahe dran ziehen die sprichwörtliche Trigger auf alles und Aufgeben, dann, dass besondere jemand auftaucht und verändert die Sicht auf alles.  

Jetzt in der Liebe, will man nie loslassen. Was geschieht nun?

Poem from the back of the mind

Passion flares and plays heady like sweet flames over our skin
Our bodies acting out the wishes of our minds
A fantasy coming to life, our lust grows as we go blind
Passion’s fire in me you do ignite
Burning on with you into the night, my heart set alight
Some fire not worth the fight, this cruel heat in me you create
I can feel your lips on mine, you hands caressing what no one sees
From you desire passes, each play of your fingers over my flesh drives me
Desire grows, our bodies against one another
Filled by both our own heat and that of each other
Come to me my lover; take me in to the flames of desires
Let the passion play us both as our bodies entwine