In this world, we are only ever given choices To hate, to love, to take a left or turn right To fight another day or collapse within ourselves and let our fragile hearts consume us



Eager palms, and soft kisses Nothing but you and me The moment fills with anticipation soft lips, free hands, loose hips, and perspiration. Our breaths hitch, together we trip over shirts flipped inside out You pull me closer then closer, “Why can’t we get closer?” Matching movement, pulse like thunder a rhythm like flowing water. Each touch an … Continue reading Closer