I had several barely-strung-together sentences floating around in my head, I tried to capture them but as I sat down to write, my words dried up and blew away. ... Read More about Elusive
Coming Alive
I realize that heartbreak isn’t really beautiful. You read all these things that these morose poets write, and they give a sort of beauty to heartbreak. Heartbreak is brutal. It’s ugly. It drains the blood out of your body, and you’re forced to keep living somehow. It’s the coming alive that’s ... Read More about Coming Alive
Consumed
I always wanted a love that consumed me, but never really gave thought as to what would become of me, when it felt as though there was not an inch of me left that hasn't been touched by a raging fire. Would I be left with nothing more than a pile of ashes with the hint of my essence, or would I burn ... Read More about Consumed
Amongst The Stars
Love me like the moon intended, all the way through the darkness. The moonlight frolics on the waterTrying to keep up as we sway to the song your parents got married toDrunk off of pinot and each otherYou dip me tenderlyAnd for a honeyed moment nothing existsBut the cloudless skyAnd your face ... Read More about Amongst The Stars
The Taste of Wine
I never cared much for the taste of wine, but last summer under the starlight when I kissed your lips, that was all I tasted.Heady. Smoky. Dangerous.Your lips touched mine and my fingers went numb.A soft exhale against my neck and my legs began to tremble.Drunk off of you and the symphony of ... Read More about The Taste of Wine