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More than the Wind

I fill your sails
That take you away
I grind the corn
That feeds you all day
I make the trees sigh
Push away clouds that pour
I bring the waves
To crash on your shore
I scatter the seeds
For flowers to grow
I play with your hair
You really should know…

I am more than the wind

 
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Posted by on March 19, 2014 in poetry

 

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Home

Pushing into you
Never felt so much like home
Your hair in my fist

 
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Posted by on January 17, 2014 in haiku, poetry

 

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Hair Pulling

If I were down
Between your legs
Would you hold me close?

And if I were
Atop of you, would you
Hold me as you rose?

 
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Posted by on September 24, 2013 in poetry

 

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Loving the Sea

She lay upon the shore
Aloft rocks smoothed by time
The wind took her hair
The salt kissed her mouth
Patiently she waited
As the waves surged
And the tide came in

 
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Posted by on September 10, 2013 in poetry

 

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Pamper

Let me wash your feet
And lather up your hair
Rise the bubbles from your body
Handle you with care

 
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Posted by on July 16, 2013 in poetry

 

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Birch Tree

Sorry “the ladies.”

Sorry that the skin on my legs and feet is peeling off in sheets like the bark from a fucking birch tree. I got this sun burn for you. Workin’ my moves out on the beach. Salty sea air blowin’ my hairs like I’m that hunky guy on the cover of the romance novel. But the hair in which I speak are on my six-foot-three legs – not the guy-orgeous curls that fall from my skull.

Don’t worry “the ladies,” you didn’t want none of this anyways.

*I really don’t talk like an idiot. Most of the time. I swear.

 
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Posted by on June 27, 2013 in Commentary

 

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Plucked

A moment in time
Snatched up
Plucked
Like a gray hair
The last silver stand
Atop the head
Of a balding man
Pulled slowly
By a loving hand
Causing the most pain
Unraveling the weave
That is his pride
His masculinity
Manhood
Security
Life

 
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Posted by on February 4, 2013 in poetry

 

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