Perhaps Sadness will use the shimmering wings of the morning kissed with dew and promise to sail away, and the dark Heart of the Night will rush headlong into the blinding light of the Day,...

My mind begs for you in the soft, secret, silent places of the night… I thirst for you and without you my soul is a desert. I thought when I first met you, first saw...

Got to go sing in a few minutes… no, that’s GOT to go sing in a few minutes, as in… GOT TO GO SING in a few minutes… hahaha It’s an all consuming compassion/obsession… a...

Sometimes the emptiness in a room becomes palpable as if you could reach out and touch it real, hear its silence, feel its black nothingness. It invades your spirit, your soul like a stealthy misperception;...