I can't help but wonder of your life outside these silly little walls. What memories and experiences have you acquired that I will never know? Tell me about your losses and your Christmas morning snow. How did your favorite day start and your worst evening end? Whats the drive down your street like or the name of your best friend? What was the layout of your freshman dorm or even just your after school norm? I can only imagine the little moments that make up your days, do you think you could should me all the ways you think and laugh and love? Then tell me what it is you dream of, I want to know you inside and out, as you leave me wanting more like a flower in a drought.

A.C.

smudged ink and lipgloss. is this me?



what I wouldn't give to be that blue rubber band around your wrist



I wish I cold crawl into your skin and stay there. is this love?



id give anything for you to touch me. please, I'm asking nicely



when you touch me I swear my skin catches on fire and for you? Id burn if you asked me


an: again, if you like this style or my work please let me know! I want to actually publish

The light of the Maui moon
The venom of your bite
Lit me inside like fire
Infecting my every inch

Caressing my sunburnt shoulders
Your hands seeking warmth and softness
My hands in your hair and around you
Connected and captivated

Your tongue painted vivid pictures
My back lifted off of our blanket
Sand all around under starlight
The nature of you and me

Emotional ecstasy beaming
Sweat and delirious want
The ocean crashing closer and closer
Moisture thick in the air

I’ll never forget the energy
That flowed so electric between us
I wanted you minute by hour
To be yours naked under the moon

What I want tonight is your kiss on my neck.
What I want tomorrow is your hug which will last forever.
What I want this month is your trust in us and our future.
What I want this year is your heart beating for me forever.
What I want in more far future is result of our love, child.
What I want is you, now and forever. Smile on you each day and hold our hands...because what I want, you want too.

To want
and to be wanted
is an all too human condition-
or is it a flaw?
Either way,
it is nothing to
feel shame for.

There is something adjacent to love,
Something heartless.
The love without love.
The want.
The clouds, they shake,
And I shake with them,
Because I have nowhere to go.
Blood cools and blackens and it’s a good thing.
Desire cools and darkens and it’s a,
Foreign feeling,
Even after happening again and again.
There has to be dark clouds.
There has to be a storm because it’s a good thing,
But my walls cannot endure so much thunder.
The absence of hope, like the abundance of despair.
Forcing yourself to shake because you just can,
And no one is there to chastise it.
There is something adjacent to love,
But it might as well be a thousand miles away,
For all the good the distance does.
A moonless sky,
By the time you notice it,
The stars have already brought it home.