I see you everywhere,in the way the rain falls,heavy and relentless,clinging to the glassas if it, too, is afraid to let go.You are in the spaceswhere silence grows,in the crack between breaths,in the hollow of my chestwhere your name still echoes.You are not here,and yet,you are everywhere.I carry you like a woundthat refuses to heal,a … Continue reading A Lingering Love
Laying entwinned in one another’s tender embrace In a caliginous room Enveloped by a heady smell of vanilla coming from within a burner An irenic scene to a witness’s eye. But above those cotton threaded ruffled sheets A melancholy feeling was gripping and unfolding Those involved in a love affair of metanoia Maybe about to … Continue reading Vanilla Hearts
I think it takes somebody pretty incredible to love someone who is broken. To look past those broken shattered pieces, those gaps and faults and to view the complete and the whole. They have to be a gentle and caring sort of person. To treat someone with so much care and not worry about getting … Continue reading Broken
A carpet of darkness shrouds around our meeting with the nights stars shining in a familiar ardent dance. The taste of vanilla spiced rum lingering on our moistened lips as you lean from the room into the eve taking a satisfied drag from your lit cigarette. I watch and listen as you regale me with … Continue reading Regaled Anecdotes
Quixotically Perfect 