Muscle Poems

Revenge of the Heard

By and by a woman who writes love poems to men

Divine Healing of the Heart: Angelic Counsel and Mental Health

A Letter to Your Art

I am speechless

I cannot say a thing

I try to create something of my own

I write a letter to your art

I only learn

To be a better host

To my own heart

Sleepy in a dream

What types of breath are available?

What does this mean?

For you, it is only enough to tell me

It won’t matter. I can’t understand,

The lesson’s too steep,

The message is too deep.

Are you safe to get near to?

This distance is too near a wound

I can’t tell you.

I review your views of reality

I’ve outgrown those charities

Sleepy in a dream

Means more than anything.