it’s a shakey subject for me and for most. we know insecurely that sometimes people become our “home”, and we’re not meaning to. not meaning to bother, to take over, nor to crowd. but, it happens. we go from meeting a lover, needing those hugs…needing the tight cuddles in the middle of the night… to…… Continue reading romantic homes.
Flowers bloom Flowers bloom Flowers bloom Love is like Hearing your favorite song Playing from another room Love is Never in our own timing Fascinating how it Makes its way to you And to another With intention to join A river drifting to a root With promise to bloom Love you are beautiful You are…… Continue reading Flowers bloom.
you just let words life plenty of “why’s?” just slide on by accepting of the world and what it’s not people forgot how to be that way but you? easy sailing never dwelling content from what you’ve missed unswayed by opinions represented in several dimensions you are a star…
I don’t need no logic with love It just flows for me Comfortably I know that love is the only way The right claim The most successful lane To get through life Try! You all should Try
Made an island Good timing Made an island Inside of me Made an island My refuge Myself Go here to Rekindle my health Made an island To protect Both you and me Made an island Simply for My sanity
There’s some good To the morning To the quiet To the birds chirping with serenity To the heat clicking on Then off again To the sun shining through beige shades To being entangled in Clean sheets To knowing there’s another day To see your smiling face To watch your dreams come true To witness mine…… Continue reading good to the morning (excerpt).
I have been having bad dreams lately. They are vivid and the exchanges with familiar people in them are unkind. To the people that I love. To the strangers I met that previous day, and smiled. I use to think that dreams were a reflection of how we truly feel. Or what is really real.…… Continue reading Bad dreams.