You hide behind the branches of an old friend. Here long before you and I now and after. Whispers cut across leaves as you
Dear Noone
Flowers
A Pair of Shoes
Welcome Home
I Am
I am the window that brings light into the dark room. I am that light. I am a mountain few are able to climb. A book too complicated to read. I am sweet wine and whiskey, shaken not stirred. Born of Earth. I am hidden amongst the stars rare, but not rare - well done you found me.
Dear Reader,
On a journey to find myself, I lost myself to find myself.
X, -A
April Showers
To Good To Be True?
Campgrounds
Summer Rain
Your smile stretched from ear to ear. Dusk colored eyes peered deep into my soul. Your hair soaked in the summer rain. Jealous of the tank that hugs your body closer than I ever could … we stand on an old porch now hidden from the afternoon shower. It’s coming down hard and my body, taunted longingly for your copper complexion. “We’re drenched.” you say sealed with an enchanting smirk. This was the day I fell in love with you all over again.
Dear Reader,
When did you know you were in love? Did it feel like the movies?
X, -A
