What I never wanted

You came to my door amid the storm and rain like a wild bird exposing your soul so I took you in You stayed by the door, and I waited for you to leave but you lingered then I don’t know what you said but you said the most perfect thing; something along the wayContinue reading “What I never wanted”

Boy crush

He was a guy she couldn’t identify, for the life of her but he smiled and he had a great body and he was perfect in every way possible he was nice to everybody, and everybody wanted a piece of him he knew it, but remained humble That’s what she liked most about him; notContinue reading “Boy crush”

Game

Don’t you look amazing… and by amazing, I mean familiar in your old gym clothes like you’re an ace that I used to know maybe it’s you, still like it’ll always be in different gym clothes in a different yet familiar smile that’s so confident that focuses on me like you’re game as if youContinue reading “Game”

This old house

There’s no one out here, yet there’s flowers that bloom and valleys that roll and rivers that flow into the never-ending seas we can go there just you and I the empty halls echo sounds of past long gone and the light dances with the dust of feelings unsettled between you and I you makeContinue reading “This old house”

Zenith of all realities

It exists, this reality of riding on the back of a motorbike with someone intangible weaved of fabricated thoughts existing in the realm of dandelion puffs a belief that this is eternity that the purpose of life itself has been catered around simply holding you in my arms and that life is now complete there’sContinue reading “Zenith of all realities”

Noticing you

I’ve loved you from the first time that I noticed you I’ve even blocked my mind from the line of chicks that are after you if this delusion’s alright then why’d we want it any other way if you wouldn’t mind then I’d see you just from faraway and if you catch me I wouldn’tContinue reading “Noticing you”

Billy Collins — The Vale of Soul-Making

Taking Off Emily Dickinson’s Clothes First, her tippet made of tulle, easily lifted off her shoulders and laid on the back of a wooden chair. And her bonnet, the bow undone with a light forward pull. Then the long white dress, a more complicated matter with mother-of-pearl buttons down the back, so tiny and numerous […]Continue reading “Billy Collins — The Vale of Soul-Making”

Royal life

We belong in the likes of an open palace where the air is sweet, the weather is warm, and there’s palm trees everywhere You’ve got your golden robe and a crown full of pride, and I look up to you, like a helpless little bride We belong in the likes of a long forgotten castle,Continue reading “Royal life”