Shadow of Your Heart

Stroke me with your naked love

When no one is around.

Tell me with your spirit’s voice

What words cannot expound.


Bathe me in your buoyancy,

In heat and tenderness.

Hold me with a lover’s ease

In infinite caress.


Raise me to such ecstasy

My body floats above.

Dance me to the rhythm of

Your heart’s resplendent love.


Reveal me in my candidness

When hearts and minds converge.

Know me in the words I speak

Of hopes and dreams submerged.


Find me indeterminate,

Yet patient, lithe and keen.

Place me in the moments which

Are captured in between.


Hide me in your lightness,

And the shadow of your heart.

Enfold me in your sleeping arms

At night, when we’re apart.



Be my hideaway.

When rain descends and soaks my feet,

Light my soul on fire and warm me from inside.

Let’s burn together.


Be my hideaway.

When dreams are all I hold and spirit falls,

Light my soul on fire and fuel our reverie.

Let’s rise together.


Be my hideaway.

When delight abounds I want to shelter it,

Light my soul on fire and I’ll light yours.

Let’s hide together.

Awaken my Soul

Awaken my soul, for my blood runs weak.
With every life-breath, and each heartbeat,
Let the drumming resonate in my spirit;
The soundtrack to life, surging through my veins
With such intensity I taste my own blood.

Awaken my soul, for my blood runs weak.
With every taste, and each image,
Let glory resound in my heart;
The beauty of a thousand years, caught in a moment
So perfect, I must reject my mortality.

La tempête

This is my 4am attempt at poetry in French. Simple for certain. I’m sorry if you don’t understand French but I won’t be offended if you have to translate it to enjoy it. I’m sure this won’t become a regular practice.

Je suis comme une tempête;
Une tempête de la meilleure espèce.
Au cœur, je suis calme,
Ciel clair et basse pression.
Le vent cercle autour de moi et
Je le ressens intensément.
Je vois l’action cyclonique,
Mais je me tiens fermement.