Almost Eve You wore only your scarf like a gypsy in the wilderness almost-Eve in the midday sun you hung that shroud around your naked form and I heard you sing... softly... and Omar Khyaam whispered, "a loaf of bread a jug of wine and thou beside me singing in the wilderness- this is paradise...

The chair I'm going to place a board across the arm-rests of my chair on the red sand by the fire and I'll write by moonlight by fire-light and the full light of day I'll sit and write where your naked thighs could not squeeze where you straddled me there on the chair. The moon has waned scorched b...

I weave through threads of secret rendezvous, searching for lost lovers I found my only love, my heart, still stranded, embedded in rusty blue. How long is a piece of thread? I find no flaws in this tapestry of secret mystery just scatterings of mystical you I tie a knot and cut through rusty blue L...