I've always been too eager...
but now I think to myself
that love might be sweetest
once I've allowed it to fully ripen.
Jan 23
Jan 23, 2026 at 12:58 AM UTC
I think you will always be a spirit that comes and goes like waves to shore.
The leaf riding wherever the wind blows..
I can only accept your nature and hope that
if it's meant for you..
and if it's meant for me..
that the winds will keep bringing you back my way
Again and Again.
Maybe even, one day you touch ground at my feet and rest a while.
Sep 28, 2025
Sep 28, 2025 at 12:05 PM UTC
I wonder if he can see me salivate..
Eyes locked in with my hungry heart..
Desperate to tastes the depths of you..
I yearn for your ultimate consumption.
Sep 20, 2025
Sep 20, 2025 at 3:48 AM UTC
You have shaken me down to my bones...
Rattled things that slept deep within;
Cloaked by the shadows of my walls,
and now they screech and scream to be released...
But I wasn't prepared for the quake
and my foundations crumble,
Now ashes from the aftermath of us..
Aug 15, 2025
Aug 15, 2025 at 11:19 PM UTC
Sometimes when I look up,
I can feel the heaviness in my eyes
from things I carry but cannot release.
Like still water,
never moving,
intimidating in the silence of it all.
What lurks beneath?
Not even I know.
Jul 16, 2025
Jul 16, 2025 at 5:41 PM UTC
Sometimes there are nights where it feels like my soul is writhing beneath my skin.
Rattling the cage made of bones, banging against flesh, clawing its way out to get to you.
An all consuming condition,
liquid fire roiling through my veins.
My desire for you
Decimating me to ash from flame.
Apr 16, 2025
Apr 16, 2025 at 1:36 AM UTC
I keep looking back
every couple of steps.
In hope
that I'll turn and see you there.
But I can't stay put forever,
staring down the way
and break every time there's nothing.
I'm walking the line,
because my love deserves more.
Apr 12, 2025
Apr 12, 2025 at 12:22 AM UTC
I think there will always be a space held,
just for you.
An open door with the lights on,
waiting with tender heart.
My loose ended red string,
the open book that was never closed,
never finished.
I will always
have a piece of me,
waiting.
Apr 11, 2025
Apr 11, 2025 at 4:29 PM UTC
I can't run from the fire
that is you.
I can only throw myself
to the flames
and
burn in it.
Apr 7, 2025
Apr 7, 2025 at 2:40 AM UTC