“Sand Shifts” Now On Spillwords

Sand Shifts sand shifts, flickering, like diamond lusterdragonflies move their wings independently, hoveringripe figs gingerly nudge tiny limbs, so her fruit falls from treesdahlias slowly open their multi-colored hearts to give pollen to bees oceans play on sand that has layers of treasures like petals on a floretskillful hands tenderly peel away veils that cover…

Cracks In Our Stones

cracks in the old stone cry out to melike a whimpering fairy with golden eyessmooth still, aging skin upon the river swept rockssweltering, charming a parasol’s reflection of the mirthful sun as you rub their skin, it is softlike a new pup’s underbelly, yieldingas lovers, we often lean upon our stony surfaceyou, the royal stem…

His dancing water lily

the deep arch in her backbending only for your eyeslong slender legs adorningdazzling reds of sleepy sunwater reflecting a silhouettesilk soft like butterfly wingshis dancing waterlily, his lovetrees purr to her able splendorknowing he will be ever tenderwith each move, his heart surrenders