Virus and the Cure

You are the virus and the cure,
raging relentless in my veins,
burning hot and pure.

You are the heat and cold,
swirling sensations of pleasure and pain;
I see white. Crimson. Gold.

You are the blessing and the curse,
and I can't say which of these is better,
and which of them is worse.

My Love is a Prisoner

My love is a prisoner,
shackled in fear.
She's whipped
with shame,
and tortured
with blame.

Though my love is a prisoner
I ache to hold near,
I’ve no power
to set her free,
for in her dear hand
she holds the key.

Unbidden

The busy days,
nor the social nights,
the anger of the cruel,
nor the comfort of the kind,
can long keep thoughts of you
rising, unbidden, to my mind.

Be in the Now

Pleasure and Happiness

Pleasure comes from the outside; happiness from the inside. Do not be surprised if pleasure does not bring you happiness.

Scars Versus Wounds

If it hurts, it isn't a scar, it's a wound. Attend to it.

Nightmare and Fantasies

Memories are what we call our nightmares and fantasies about the past.