I am drawn
again and again
to your sweet kiss
like moth to flame
or bee to nectar
and as
your lips
move on mine
and your intensity
rises higher
it is the butterflies
that come to visit
and dance
within my core.
poetry
Gideon’s Challenge
Gideon’s Challenge
I wander among paths
of shadowed darkness
and take solace
in wet ground
squishing beneath
the soles of my boots
while the world
is filled with the dusk
of forest canopy
beneath overcast sky
and when sun breaks
I step free of the
forest’s embrace
and feel that the world
is too bright





