in the dark of night,
i lay down beside you.
outside, the lights cast an intricate show of shadows and silhouettes
oh, to witness such stillness in your company!
but I feel a storm deep within,
something brews and crackles inside my chest, could it be... love?

Our thighs touch, salty from the ocean,

which I saw in your eyes when we first met.

I want to touch you, your hands, your hair, strands made of gold,

like the sun that kisses your skin during the summer.

I don't know what it is about you, but it was more than enough,

to make me fall in the abyss of infatuation,

at the beach.

You'd be, I know, if only I could taste you.
I'd softly caress your tan body. Kiss every freckle, kiss every mark that tells me a story of the most beautiful kind of woman.
                        h e a t
Our bodies burn against eachother,
Combusting into a thick flame of desire.

I found a true safe haven in your kind embrace,
While the sun slowly falls across an orange and purple canvas.
I wake up to the prettiest smile in the world, your dark and shiny eyes looking right back at me.   s p e e c h l e s s
This moment, immortalized, as the pitch black night approaches.

I've waited for you my whole lifetime, and it's so worth it.

So young, yet so desperate
Behind the bedroom door.

Tormenting, poisonous memories, her inner child is slowly dying.

Yet, no one notices. And asking for help seems "too much".

So, walking the tightrope is now part of the routine.

The difference between light and darkness, always blurry

They call you, someone worthy of  being called a Goddess, so out of this world,
                     E T H E R E A L
  You walk through the soft wildflower
patches, who bow to you, the one capable of even more beauty than themselves.

  From the other side, by an old willow tree, i watch you in awe. not quite capable of looking away, neither capable of surviving the sight of you.

  Your white dress flows with the passing breeze. In that moment, all i wanted to be was the warm air who brushed past your collarbones, your tan shoulders and your flower-scented hair, addorned with the petals that fell from the colorful wreath you're wearing.

of the street, i turn around and suddenly see you.
I smile, the bus passes, blurring my sight of you.
But i don't need it anymore, as your image is now stuck on my mind.

Your full lips are calling me, your round eyes hinting to me that i've finally found,
Someone right.