Prayer to the Universe

For all my spiritual gifts of wisdom and intellect, I give thanks
For my limitless imagination and creativity, I give thanks
For my ability to love and empathize with others, I give thanks
For my ability to fall in love and devout myself, I give thanks
For the generous opportunity to prove myself, I give thanks
For the warmth and love from my family, I give thanks
For my ability to see and marvel in all the world’s beauty, I give thanks
For my unique experiences that have shaped my existence, I give thanks
For the strength to overcome my mental darkness, I give thanks
For the gift of inner and outer beauty, I give thanks
For the safety and protection of my loved ones, I give thanks
For the admiration and affection from my friends, I give thanks
For my innate compassion for humanity’s welfare, I give thanks
For my physical wellbeing and enduring health, I give thanks
For all the new opportunities given to me this year, I give thanks
For beginning a journey to find divinity within myself, I give thanks

Om Namah Shivaya

The Passion (In four parts)

I – Surprise

There’s a familiar nervousness sweeping between

our parallel bodies so close in whirlwinds of

exhilaration beneath new truths and self evident

revelations dripping from my thirsty lips hungering

for the oasis of yours to submerge and sink deeper

into this moment and drown in your arms.

II – Unnatural

Seduce me.

Your habits I despise:

The life you lead and

popularity of wasted youth

disgusts me.

But your eyes undress me

and the thought

of your tongue on my body

warms me.

Unexpected attraction

of worthy adversaries

breaks down years of dogma

to allow carnal desires

to erupt and flow.

And I swoon in the fever of our deviance.

I lure you closer as hell freezes over

and our fury melts icy judgments

while our two bodies

become one contradiction.

We both want this

forbidden

unnatural

union.

III – Disappointment

A carcass festers tonight

beneath a full moon.

The biggest one in centuries.

Lifeless limbs lay still

blue eyes rolled back

a once beautiful chest

ripped apart rib cage broken

no breathing but a heart

beating in frigid air.

Solitary senselessness

to have expectations

in a senseless world.

IV – Beauty

There’s a soft lullaby soothing

this discord. We lay entwined

becoming one while

the darkness protects us.

Tonight is ours to keep

and hold each other without fear.


You softly apologize and graze

my lips once again with whispers

of revelation.

I abandon my logic to your touch

as we both know the truth

of this moment when your body

finds symmetry with mine

to harmonize in this duet

of beauty.

The Beginning

He strips his tie from his neck and throws it on the bar

Next to his glass of whiskey next to my martini

His voice is soft and subtle like a night ocean tide

I can’t imagine him ever screaming at me.

He tells me stories I wish I could have lived

And I laugh nervously to think I can’t keep up.

As we sit in the candlelight in a corner of the room

He intrigues me to wonder what our bodies would

Look like through the candlelight on my bed.

Our eyes linger for too long for comfort

Because we each see something in the other’s

Though what is unspoken is often true

I long to tell him there’s something stirring

And this water we’re treading is deeper

Than we both imagined.