There is a movement in my heart Murmuring your name I smile A tear dries Time is a good friend A good friend My dear My love My everything Weathering storms Pulsating in memories Leaving me helpless Weak at the knees For you But then A salty rain Washes us way Erasing an us … Continue reading Movement of the heart
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You’ll never be mine
Dancing in the heat of a sultry dream Remembering your eyes wanting me Lingering on souvenirs made of words Burnt by love’s delicious fire Explosion of sweet aching passion and bliss A blush birthed to be devoured The river between my thighs Flowing freely, rushing towards you Drawn to you like a magnet Caterpillar burst … Continue reading You’ll never be mine
Fluttering in my Pink PJs
Had some free time alone tonight. So… dancing. Got some new pink PJs. I decided I like pink more than blue right now. I guess I’m going through a “pretty in pink” phase. I love this throwback from my teen years. Makes me happy in a fluttery way, sad happy. If I had known then … Continue reading Fluttering in my Pink PJs
Home – Inspired by The Arty Plants Man Black & White Photo
She called earlier and I didn't answer. I played the message back during lunch. "What was it like?" She asked in her bubbly sarcastic laugh. It was brutal. I hate public speaking. It makes my stomach bleed knives. Took me two hours to recover. I almost threw up back stage. Somehow I got a big … Continue reading Home – Inspired by The Arty Plants Man Black & White Photo
