The beauty you see in me is a reflection of you.

Poetry is a subset of a Cosmos, which in itself, is a poem.

The height of mediocrity is still low.

Language achieves soul only when it's applied as a tool, used by those who imbue it with what they have had the courage and honesty to perceive and feel.

Sex in space (Earth included) far exceeds our wildest imaginations, and is more than a big bang, that's for sure, it's cosmic.

Life is a canvas of many strokes where shades from different palettes meet into a picture so concrete that some forget it is their own, so become framed themselves.

A poet's first contract is with truth.