when i see you, i fall, toppling within what we did not fix; and although it was not forever, we did get to spend time together; a bitter yet still sweet twist of bliss.
when i look for you, i see you in happy eyes and smiling faces and within all good graces i once did not appreciate; i miss your smell, your spell and your spirit, but i still hear it within my heart; that’s my start and my ending to each and every day, where at least … Continue reading within her knowing
love is a gift and an ownership we’re sometimes lucky enough to be held within. it’s a maze and craze that cannot help but dive and drive us towards a better understanding of our worth.
if life was a flower, it would be a rose; with its long stem and thorns, but also with its beautiful blossoms, that we too often struggle to see and breathe in.
i’ll never leave you, as being without you can’t become my new norm, for if it did, it would feel like a storm, raining shards of glass down upon our past, and working its way through our highs and our lows, to remind me that at least when i was with you, you were happy, … Continue reading shards
what is needed is not heeded nearly enough; we need heroes, strong, sure and gruff; looking to put out, what should go back in; mixed with a pinch of will and a punch of win, and a knowing, that our true showing matters most.
if you had to be an artist if you had to create art what would you be how would you do it and what would you create?
every lie is a whispering cry for help; whether you tell the truth or not, realize that you can’t help but be true somehow, so why not yell what you want to tell.
one on a bicycle is somehow not enough, but two makes sense; i try until i can't, and then you try, and together we may make it further than our combined fate could have ever foretold.
when you look back at photos from your then to now does your heart grow or fall that is the test the best way of knowing the quality of your current direction
locking eyes with a complete stranger because you recognize them somehow and they you, happens to me regularly; making me think i should rethink who i truly know, as too many eyes have shown me and then blown me away with surprise.
when i was young, i never had great plans; i rarely dreamed or sought to understand who i was or could be. now that i’m older, i wish i would have been bolder; imagining more than i could be then, even if all dreams, it seems i created, were only pretend. i think that’s what … Continue reading when i was
as you tied my tie and pushed me on, towards another day, another dawn, i felt love in places where i once felt it didn’t belong; now looking back, i saw your eyes and all light careening between the screening of the drapes, towards what i now take as a sign to remind myself to … Continue reading tied down