The thought of you is a pleasure it’s that scent that has a texture like smooth laughter slick tangling of skin and velveted passions sparring words like swords we strip bare down to the bones of the most intimate truth there’s a sweetness that blossoms in the space torn open in the way we lock…
Category: The Heart Drive
Afloat
One eye fixed on the horizon the waterline creeps and recedes rhythmically up and down my mouth opens as if I could almost drown I can breathe fine one minute and the next I’m choking on grief as if tragically in slow motion the need the reach neither helping I can’t stand and I can’t…
Sunset
Tonight I shared the sunset with you the sun lit up the sky then intimately died slipped down and fell behind the horizon and the quiet is what I remember the most and thinking to myself we’ve known this perfection together before we’ve known this life and its rich bittersweet taste that we continue to…