His love was as silent as flowers abloom. Always quiet. Always gentle. Always right there. His love was like a little creek - all sunlight and spark...Read more
I've spent five years Learning all the wrong things of you. Now I want the veil lifted the blurry vision rectified I want to spend another five years...Read more
You are of Shylock. And unlike Shakespeare’s Antonio I find myself wanting to settle your pound of flesh Blood veins and all. I wish to rip out of me...Read more
The beginning of this was of love. We binded and braided and welded our hearts. We let sunflowers and hydrangeas and little soft jasmines bloom up our...Read more
Sometimes. Touching you feels like stars exploding underneath my skin And yet, at times Its like being pressed down with vines and vines and vines o...Read more
There's this man living inside my head. As I walk the same paths of everyday As I lean into the same works of daily matters As I edge towards the food...Read more
