Sierra Brown

Nov 2015

JASON R JOHNSON

Her body spread across my bed.
Silhouettes of her moulded by my duvet cover

The sun rays peeked through the blinds, she now awaken, wiped the sleep from her eyes while adjusting to the light.

I adjusted to her.

Body heat comforted the cold morning air.

Admiring everything that we are.

Caught in between the duvet and a moment.

I feel her and not just in the physical sense of her

The scent of her lingers in my pillows, the scent of us lingers in the duvet

I think there was a moment where she said, no we said, **** we would never say. Like, I think I love you. There might have been a few kisses in between deep breaths, deep breaths because our bodies would die without air

But who cares

Lips locked, caught a few hairs in my mouth
We laughed while I pulled it out
and she smiled when I put it in.

Deep thoughts
She said
She love
She loves everything about me especially what’s within.

I felt like
I mean we felt like
No time felt like it was frozen.

And she froze, let out a sigh mid ******

Silence

I laughed at the frizziness of her hair
Wiped away a loose eyelash

I could of made a few more wishes but I already had what I wished for,

Sunday Mornings with you.

Oct. 6th. 2014

By: Jason R. Johnson

Sierra Brown Oct 2015

Dig a bit deeper.

Dig deeper, you'll need to dig a little deeper,
a little longer and harder to reach this heart.

You'll need to be strong and have great stamina
to reach what you're looking for.

But keep digging, it'll be worth it in the end.
I just have a hard exterior baby, please don't give up.

Once you've reached that cold heart of mine,
you'll need to stay to warm it up.
It's been lonely and cold for far too long.
Once you get this cold heart of mine warmed up;
It'll return every ounce of love and time you've put into it.

I'll return all the love you've ever given me and more.
You just gotta start digging.

#love #heart #coldheart #digdeep #warmmeup

Sierra Brown Oct 2015

We'll tell them.

Oh, tell me about how the sun gets closer to the earth
when you look into my eyes.
I'll tell them about the sparks that run through my veins
when our hands touch and intertwine.
We'll tell them of the times
when we were unsure of everything in our lives;
except each other.

you'll know when you feel you have to write about holding his hand.
<3

#love #beautiful

Sierra Brown Oct 2015

Vivid Writing

Words written so vividly,
you can see them come alive before your eyes.
You write as if your lungs depend only on literature to breath;
As if your heart pumped stories instead of blood to live.
As if you needed to write to stay alive,
you've become addicted to picking up the pen.
Writing unconsciously about all your ***** secrets;
your thoughts, and daily activities go onto paper.
A beautiful soul;
A chaotic mind.
You'll never get any rest with a poetic mind.

This started on a piece of napkin paper,
I hope ya'll enjoy it.

#addicted #chaotic #beautifulsoul #vividlywritten