Unsure of companionship this night I was intrigued on seeing you in person. We went back and forth through messages to make sure this was something we really wanted to do. Moments before your arrival I’d tidied up my home and showered. It felt like a blind date almost, but the only thing was … we weren’t set
Is Love a Skill or an Emotion
Bromance
Remembering Love
Flowers
Today you brought me flowers. I’m tempted to put them in a vase. You don’t know I’m distancing myself from you, so your gesture is senser. I left them there for dead. I think you should just let me be. If you’re reading this right now, I think its best we let this rest in peace.
Dear Reader,
It’s time to go off the grid for a little while.
Time to Let Go
Sex In the City
Chemistry on Compatibility
I found myself drawn to you. Your qualities new and unique satisfy my longing for intimacy. It’s been many moons since I’ve felt this level of attraction the law forbids, but you’re worth it. I’m not just drawn to your copper skin, but your thirst for adventure. The way your smile turns your face into a symbol of peace your arms wrapped around me a safe space. I can’t help but geek over the way you bite your finger when you are enticed. The chemistry between us is leaves an element of surprise in which compatibility doesn’t exist yet.
Dear Reader
While chemistry is what initially sparks relationships, compatibility is what helps them last over time.
Beauty in the Moment
Wild Flower
Blue Bird
Dear Noone
Flowers
A Pair of Shoes
Welcome Home
I Am
I am the window that brings light into the dark room. I am that light. I am a mountain few are able to climb. A book too complicated to read. I am sweet wine and whiskey, shaken not stirred. Born of Earth. I am hidden amongst the stars rare, but not rare - well done you found me.
Dear Reader,
On a journey to find myself, I lost myself to find myself.
X, -A
April Showers
To Good To Be True?
Campgrounds
Summer Rain
Your smile stretched from ear to ear. Dusk colored eyes peered deep into my soul. Your hair soaked in the summer rain. Jealous of the tank that hugs your body closer than I ever could … we stand on an old porch now hidden from the afternoon shower. It’s coming down hard and my body, taunted longingly for your copper complexion. “We’re drenched.” you say sealed with an enchanting smirk. This was the day I fell in love with you all over again.
Dear Reader,
When did you know you were in love? Did it feel like the movies?
X, -A