When I find my peace of mind, I'm gonna give ya some of my good time.

Living Art


I want my essence to be a work of art; I lust for a colorful existence

I crave poetry to drip from my lips as my mouth exhibits its painted smile

I desire to walk with rhythm as my eyes dance their graceful ballet

I aspire to narrate an alluring romance, as my body sketches geometric…

The Wanderer Lost: First Sight

this is beautiful


You asked me for a story. I hope what I wrote will suffice. In the case that it doesn’t, in the case that the subject is too morose, or the style too vague; here is another brief tale:

I loved you from the moment I laid eyes on you. (You’ve heard this before, but it’s worth repeating.)

In an…