How We Think of Vinny Blue Jeans and an Islanders teeshirt. A shy smile but a wicked twinkle in his eye. What thoughts were going on in his head? They say still waters run deep and that may be the case with Our Vinny but one thing we know he was lovable. You couldn’t help…

I Still Feel Your hand on the small of my back I still feel it’s imprint the electrical spark How you turned my legs to water I still catch my breath at the memory of that first touch Your eyes locked on mine as we kissed that first time Tingling Trembling I still feel your…

To Aunt Stella I remember as a little girl seeing you standing with your arms filled with Birds of Paradise Your smile as bright as your eyes. I bubbled with joy… “Aunt Stella!” burst from my lips as I ran to you and then I was in your arms smothered in flowers… all those years…

I stare at the empty page and the blinking cursor and question Is this the symbol of my life? Feelings bubble up inside of me like water boiling in a tea kettle yet like the steam that shoots out of the spout and evaporates to nothing I can form no words or thoughts This is…

In my twilight sleep I am aware of My cheek resting against the wash worn soft cotton of my pillow I faintly hear the nightingales sing their song their tone imploring…seeking… I awaken to the moonlight stealing through the blinds and sigh… and wonder “Is this to be another night of lost sleep and dreams?”…

I am who I am too old too fat disabled yet for today I am perfect true pain racks my body rage runs through my mind at things that are not right but I am who I am I feel love I am loved I am full of passion and I have HOPE and FAITH…

I feel like a coiled spring wound tight about to spring free yet day by day tighter and tighter are my coils rubbing against each other creating friction and sparks… uncomfortable sparks with pain in my body and soul. How do I break free? How do I let loose? The pressure is building… The sparks…

About W He stays with me though he wants to be somewhere else but here Waiting Waiting Waiting Silently worrying He is afraid he will lose me He tries not to show it He gets so angry Fighting walls Things that should not be He is frustrated Tired Yet he stays By me He doesn’t…

In my silence wrapped in veiled darkness I wait… You see I have slipped into this world of cushioned shadows… aware but not aware… Sounds are far off… Pins of light dance around like fireflies blinking on and off… on and off… I float…. I am weightless…boneless…transparent… but I am here I feel my heart…

I think of you miles away and I am chilled. For I want you here to ignite me. I want you on me over me in me filling me with your heat. Hands playing my body making me sing. Time do not tease me any longer. Bring you my lover to me. Copyright Catherine Anne…