Without – a poem

This is part two of the duo, the dark side of the mirror, if you will. To every light there is a shadow. Something to keep in mind. Without There is no sense in siphoning water from an empty well. There is no light in an empty cave. A desert knows no hope. I laugh.… Continue reading Without – a poem

With – a poem

This is part of a duo, the companion piece to come later. I wrote essentially from two sides of the mirror, and this is one of the sides. With With you I am complete. I am - whole strong beautiful. In your eyes I see the glimmer of a secret heart I barely even know.… Continue reading With – a poem