I’ve had a lot of love thrown in my face lately, and quite frankly, I’m sick of it. Continue reading
If you want a lover…
…I’ll do anything you ask me to.
Between the heat and the cool, the quiet and the conversation, the holding out and the holding on, the new and the familiar, there are moments… Undefined.
Moments of touch… Continue reading
I come awake with a start – frozen in place, throat tight, heart pounding a rapid tattoo in my chest – to the roar of frustrated winds blustering against the night. Continue reading