I love you In the way That the rain loves all That it falls upon. The rain kisses The dirt, the smooth the light, All turn to Mud, slippery, dark. She alters what she envelops, But only temporarily, Always temporarily. When the rain stops, Everything has a chance to dry. Yet, all has changed into… Continue reading rain.
The way we fell, And, oh, how fun It was to fall. I could have Fallen forever. Yet, no matter How high The descent begins, The ground, Hard and unwelcoming, Must continue to Come closer and closer. As soon As you closed that Taxi door, I hit the ground; And I've been Trying to… Continue reading the fall
//circa 2015 When I read books, I read them quickly. I get excited about the next book I want to read. I find myself feathering my fingers through the pages of books still untouched. My hope is to finally find a book I can’t put down, that I read until the pages tear, and my… Continue reading keep me on repeat
//circa January 2014 Despite my soda stained T-shirt and swaying walk, I'm fine: only a couple shots tonight. It's 2:41 a.m. and I'm looking for her. Those brown eyes, I get lost in them every time I look. She is fall, and that's what I did. I fell for her. Her hair is the autumn… Continue reading My Fall Girl
The smell of citrus A distracted mind, Thoughts of warmth, Fears of excess, A real illusion, Easily stripped away. The smell of citrus, On her hands, In her hair, Washed away the scent Of other, Innocently accumulated, Yet cursed with assumptions, Longing, hushed glances, Radio silence. The smell of citrus She wished he… Continue reading The Smell of Citrus (oxytocin sucks)