Heaven is the canvas that my artist hands ache slow to touch. Curves that quake this fever to blush. Red and no kiss is enough. My breath gone like a thief. My words obsolete only her touch and a undying aching whisper paralyzes me to speak. No wonder she's oxygen to me. My only definition Worth gra...Read more
What's it like to watch as the sun rises— To look upon the clouds that have befriended the sky? Or to stand within the warmth of morning's light— To follow, with your eyes, the romance of eventide? What's it like to gaze upon the quiet glory of the stars— To search within for meaning beneath the dr...Read more
The nights felt endless, resembling unfinished games, with pieces strewn across a board I never selected. I played quietly, my knuckles sore from uncertainty, each move posing a question, and every defeat revealing a truth. They advised, "Just breathe," as if breathing could alleviate the burden of...Read more
Sometimes I wish someone could live in my shoes See what I see Hear the awful things I hear Someone who’d finally understand what goes on in my life Maybe then they could tell me what’s wrong with me Tell me if I’m broken, or if this world of mine is Tell me if it’s my fault or theirs Just someone t...Read more
I recall the nights that felt like endless, fractured roads—no lights, no exits, just me and the echo of my own uncertainties resonating louder than reality. You see, pain doesn’t just knock. It barges in, rearranging your life, creating a home in your heart— and challenges you to call it temporary...Read more
Thousands of clouds will never become an ocean Yet you believe a drop could hold the weight of the sea ...Read more
Slow and calculated Every move, every pause Once cold, once warm Close or distant Playing with a fireball Love can be dangerous when it was born in a heart where every vein is burning The torture in disguise Pride is executed Love is in the ashes Comes and goes once in a while The swinging rage ...Read more
I met god in a coffee shop on a Tuesday afternoon, an unassuming place tucked between a laundromat and a secondhand shop. Her hair was tossed in a messy bun, a pencil tucked behind one ear. (After all, I suppose she was an artist in her own way.) When I walked in, she wiped her hands on her apron an...Read more
I step back slowly, like returning to a room that no longer exists. The house is full of yellow light, glasses on the table, soft laughter that sounds like secrets. The men wear dark jackets and thin ties, sleeves rolled up as after a long day. The women wear loose dresses that spin when they lau...Read more
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Tossing and turning. And heaven in my hands. Softness like miles. My fingertips obsesses over backroads again and again. Just adoring the landscape of you. Knowing a love so sweet. I get lost in you like some wine. The way my emotions endlessly worship you. Yet you are my only sanctuary. Yet I adore...Read more
Burn Into my beautiful sky, Make the world see your flames, Melt my heart with the stars, As they fall for your love, Soak me in desire, Use its passion, To light my body on fire, And bring me to ecstasy, Love me endlessly, Into a wilderness I've never known, Set my heart ablaze, And sh...Read more
Fair sunkissed freshly skin. Yet it's raining. Pouring on her. And I'm paralyzed to say. Beautiful. Gorgeous. The words found a way to suffocate the thought of her to me. Unable to gasp the idea of she's amazing. Wetness like candy to my eye. Yet my fluttering heart aching for the softness that does...Read more
Tossing and turning. And I'm still lost in your eyes. A dream Left wandering to no end. Cuz you are the constant bittersweet in my mind. Yet delectable. I die just to taste. Midnight and the full moon only knows how much more I am willing to take. Affections you come like a thief stealing breath eve...Read more