he is my bliss
I do not want to 
betray 
his tenderness
...
        
            he sees the light
behind my laughter
he sees the rainbow
around my shoulders
...
        
            We walked on the sand near the ocean
The waves touched my feet
The water was cool
I held onto him.
...
        
            wasted youth on 
being wasted 
tasting the lips of liars
with checkered pasts
...
        
            she no longer 
daydreamed 
of sunsets 
nor of a man on a
...
        
            the white paper
reminds me of the white dove
that sat all night
perched
...
        
            I saw God
in three dolphins 
swimming
I sat in his sandbox
...