I stand so close to you,bundled in the chill of your touch.Though physical, intellect storms above the horizon. We’ve undressed ourselves,helpless to the fingertips that…
Poet & Storyteller
I stand so close to you,bundled in the chill of your touch.Though physical, intellect storms above the horizon. We’ve undressed ourselves,helpless to the fingertips that…
When you walked away,I thought it would be for a minute. But when I thought about it,I did not fully comprehendwhat a minute wasnot to…
She walks in smokea slow burning incenseedging in reverse. I breathe her in deep,And feel hercurling into my lungs,a warningthat smells likesieged perfumeburnt but sweet.…
A Match That Forgot How To Breathe I met her on a Tuesday.But it wasn’t an ordinary Tuesday.Sort of lukewarm, but heavy.One of those just…
I saw the lightningbefore there were any signsof storm. No thunder.Just the quiet of wanting youto come. To feel your knees bucklethe moment you look…
I felt it beneath my ribsthe kind of anticipationa quiet room listens to. I opened the door, and you walked inlike you belonged there.The room…
Old songs are likea prayerno matter the lengthof time. No matter how longor short,they dance. They danceregardless of who’s aroundand accept your invitationwithout you knowing.…
I heard your voicelike thunder through the air.Before I could think,before there was a flinchyou appeared. The storm doesn’t scare me,especially when it sounds like…