Never Stop.

•May 16, 2014 • 2 Comments

Anywhere But Here.


Listen closely.

Do you hear the familiar lines of our song?

She asks.

Do you want to dance?

I smile.

Do we take it slow?

She leans in.

Do I hold her?

Listen again.

Is that her voice calling me home?

Or is that us saying goodbye?



•March 2, 2014 • Leave a Comment

One Night

That first moment.

She saw this girl, walking towards her direction.

Giddy, as a kid on Christmas day. Nervous, desperate on what to say.

Butterflies, fluttering in a  million different ways.

That inexplicable feeling, when she pulled her closer.

Just a breath away.

She closed her eyes, with the scent of her skin, lingering.

Heightened senses.

She touched her, at the back of her neck.

Warring heart and mind.

She kisses, painstakingly, with all of her.

Conflicted. Body and soul.

Dream Sequence.

•February 23, 2014 • 7 Comments


One look. One touch. One kiss.

Our first. My first. Her first.

Her eyes. Her lips. Her scent.

I breathe. I lived. I thirst.

She inhaled. She shivered. She moaned.

We fell. We craved. We loved.

Bets off. All in.


•January 24, 2014 • 2 Comments

A Tale of Two Cities


She slips.

You hug tighter.


She falls.

You catch faster.


She cries.

You hold longer.


She leans.

You kiss deeper.

Of Bus Stops & Last Chances.

•December 15, 2013 • 6 Comments


Longing, as each day passes.

Defying logic, odds, and sanity.

Of a thousand fluttering butterflies.

Questions, the hows and whys.

Reaching across the bed, finding, wanting, craving.

In thoughts and dreams.

In sweet smiles and hollow pains.

In harsh reality and peaceful escapes.

Hold on. Hang in there.

Stay with me.

Any Given Moment.

•November 2, 2013 • 6 Comments

Any Given Time

Move, closer.

Inhale, deeper.

Exhale, faster.

Listen, quietly.

Dance, slowly.

Bite, gently.

Kiss, hungrily.

Hold, tightly.

Never, fall.

Don’t, let go.

A Distant Ruin

•September 28, 2013 • 5 Comments

Time Travel

How could one not believe?

Across borders of insanity, I traveled back through time.

Thousands of miles away, longing for her one kiss.

How could one question life’s existence?

Filling my drained soul. With history,with warmth, with faith.

I walked and wandered about the vast ruins of royalty.

How could one still have doubts?

The ancient bells tolled, as the wind swayed with ease.

Closing my tear drenched eyes, with a whisper of thy name.

How does one say goodbye?

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