red soft cotton
of the maroon persuasion
glided with the girl
as the guitar strummed
the fairy lights
and the hearts dance.
A sign of life.
Apr 26, 2016
Apr 26, 2016 at 9:34 AM UTC
It's 6 am
And I’m still here,
Cold feet and heavy eyes
Apr 26, 2016
Apr 26, 2016 at 9:29 AM UTC
Bodies intertwined
breaths hugging and soft
the pillow
like velvet in that moment
and sleep
a mesmerising film
a limerick,
evoking a smile
Feb 24, 2016
Feb 24, 2016 at 5:58 AM UTC
amongst all the insanity and
the ruckus
there’s a white noise
a place the mind drifts to
in order to escape
the harshness of it all
a whistle
in the crowd of chatter
a beam of light
in the misty air
Feb 24, 2016
Feb 24, 2016 at 5:54 AM UTC