...here is a space where contradictions flourish unapologetically. My poetry speaks to the deep emotions many of us carry—anger, loneliness, grief, betrayal, fear—while also celebrating the beauty and love that emerges from those raw places.
Our love is like lakes and warm springs
Trees and streams, pale golden citrine
And shooting stars that never fade
Freshwater depths that can’t be gauged
Liquid eyes running stars
Crying gems on healing scars
Pooling in the umbra core
Shimmering lights on crystal shores
Your love is noble
It is the ocean
It is an opal
Fragile like devotion
Your love is lithe
Ruthless like hunger
Rich like a ruby
Feral like raw wonder
Emerald rivers run clear and blue-green
A tributary marked by pearls on a string
Guided gently under golden skies
Its bed alight with violet sapphires
My love is thin
Like amber rings
Upon an alter
It whispers and screams
My love is harsh
But boldly breathes
My love is pure
Like a mountain creek
Our love is a dance
Keen on recompense
Stolen like a treasure
Too risky to fence
Our love surprises
Flowing north from icy springs
Like a bright blue diamond
Mistaken for aquamarine
