I Dream in 40-point, Italic Font

I dream in 40-point, italic font of all I long to give to You— the One who loves me most. I type my aims into reality— or so I try, but everything is paper jams and out-of-inks— a mangled, tear-smudged page of faint, illegible, ugly-colored words— not the marvel You deserve. My fingers hesitate to […]

Words Haiku

For all their glory words can be but feeble things when they have no soul.

On Playing the Piano

Our hearts stay locked inside until we find the keys. Then our fingers run where words could never go. –