.his lips were made for me

There he lay With his head upon my lap His chest rises and falls His eyes are closed His breath, the scent of honeydew He mumbles in his sleep… The love I feel, keeps me from looking away Running my fingers across his brow A tear comes to my eye The man I love IsContinueContinue reading “.his lips were made for me”

.running with scissors

As mother’s day approaches I reflect on my vision of a mother. They come in all sizes, colors and at different prices.Growing up as an orphaned child within my own family is a hard reality to accept. But it is what I have. My bio mother was the one who’s roof I slept under andContinueContinue reading “.running with scissors”

.in my mind

Sometimes I forget that my world is my own. I forget that others, no matter how many times or different ways I explain it can’t see or understand what my mind sees or feels. It’s a reality I have to accept because my reality is only my own. My memories, emotions and understandings all comeContinueContinue reading “.in my mind”

.your sigh

Here in this space Where no time exists Our bodies combined Tightly we twist Your chest rising and falling As mine leads the way Your brow dripping sweat While your eyes from mine never stray I’ve tasted nothing sweeter Than my name as you sigh it between my lips Your hands guiding the dance asContinueContinue reading “.your sigh”

.the flavor of you

You are my favorite flavor The way your love tastes Will you ever remember the feeling of my tight embrace? I crave you like a dying flower craves the warmth of the sun The scent of you lingers in my mind How close to reality As if you were really mine Every day without youContinueContinue reading “.the flavor of you”

.struggles

When I see people struggling through their battles I can’t contain my empathy well. I want to scoop them up and wash away their worries. I want to love and make those that I love feel loved and respected and cherished. I want them to know that although I can’t wash away their stresses thatContinueContinue reading “.struggles”

.responsibility

Blaming anyone or anything for the things that transpire in your life is a sure way to slow any kind of healing or growing both emotionally and spiritually. BLAME gives you a reason to excuse yourself from the responsibility of the ups and downs of your life. Not everything that has happened to you orContinueContinue reading “.responsibility”

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