Life Is our life set in the threshold of realism, as in do we truly exist? Does anyone definitively know if we are in fact, real? Remember that proverb, "To know life is to live life," or is it the other way around? In any case~ What if we are mere figments of imagination? Conceivably … Continue reading FIND THE WHY, NOT THE WHAT
Jubilant temperaments constitute rhythms at long last Ejected are the obstructions that all but executed imaginative gifts Truly waited I have, imperious loquaciousness is long overdue For there are no ruminations that emanate as candidly Saturated with pulpous piquancy of a biting essence that expurgates and heals Enchanted by unsullied luminescence Encouraged are myths, although … Continue reading Delectations in Paradise
Composed from the scandal of corrosive loins Precious life is granted consciousness New vivacity, supposedly unsoiled – so they say Perfect and fresh Given a century to sanctify their predecessor’s offenses Righteous Clean Then again, a soul created from the tainted has little chance Bequeathed a life of struggle and inauspicious circumstances … Continue reading SINS OF THE FATHER
Holding me with his strong arms, moving ever so gracefully across the dance floor. Knowing I have his undivided attention, I can feel him leaning in to smell my hair which pleases me. I miss being held like this. A secure embrace taking the lead, compelling my body to move as he wishes. He’s proud to … Continue reading FARSIGHTEDNESS
Purgatory, a depressing state of suffering. Stranded for an undisclosed extent of time. Then again, the interval is the real punishment, not the condition itself. A person could accept the situation, if only time would cease to tally the fragments of heartache. Yet time, it does count every single piece. It’s the real reason those stranded in desolation … Continue reading INDETERMINATE DISARRAY
Shell de Toni 