Ours was an unbridled love Runaway A tale of lust and passion Blessed beneath a midnight sky and a dusty summer rain.
I dream you in the dark. This is where our love is found. In a place, as far away as moonlight, is where you touch my skin. Your hand slips into mine. I can’t let go. You are the one who lifted me up; the one who left me on my knees. Do you think if I begged the night hard … Read More
If you were a book, I’d slip upon the page and write you a hymn: To Love The text, an alchemy of lost, of found Shed tears and tangled blooms. I’ll write you a boulevard cradled by oak Swept up in a crescendo storm In an empty room, beneath an altar of glass, Captive, we’ll pray. Words dance through pain, tussle with greed, … Read More words
Thoughts rammed Roy’s mind. He leaned to rest his forehead against the kitchen window. The glass cooled the fire that raged through his head. Reality is here and now. Reality was the girls’ laughter heard from beyond a sheer pane of glass. What about the children? Roy stood at the window and watched his daughters skip about the yard. Annie darted in and … Read More
Do you remember what you said to me, that day, beneath the towering oak? This was long ago, before we knew what would become of us. You told me that you were staying by my side. There was steel truth to your words. And now you glance off as if afraid to see your reflection in my eyes. Yet you keep coming back to … Read More
and I don’t remember much about us. Not the season that we met. I hope it was spring. I thought I was just another girl on your list. Did you keep a list? You were kind. I don’t recall our kisses in the dark. I do. I still see your face. Dark eyes narrowed as if mining for lies. This is truth. You made me … Read More