They met up another weeknight at the same table in the strip club. She was still as distant as before. She dragged her cigarette in front of him. Her painted eyelids were cast down, and it seemed as if she was in deep thought. He stared at her. His light hairs shone underneath the clubContinue reading “Him: Highlight of the year”
He walks along the street dancingon his coat that’s a bit too big for himhe doesn’t care thoughhe’s grinning ear to earhis head’s hung lowbopping to the beat of a songhe hops on the edge of the streetand twirls back down when feelshe moves at the right partsand laughs at the mess upshe keeps dancing,Continue reading “Regressing to the human form”
You have a way of surprising me. Your show-stopping eyes… I swear that it’s still; it’s a painting. You’re a piece of some marvelous artwork. When I least expect it, you walk into the room and just glow heaven’s pure white light. The life in your face The sun’s tender kisses on your skin. IContinue reading “Stark vision”
It seems like the key to subliminal happiness is being honest with yourself and letting yourself express a wide range of emotions and curiosities in different forms– in arts, in reflection, in everyday talks. Even expressing sadness can make you inherently happy. Dancing just happens to be one of the mediums.
Zinging mountain breeze Slapped into my face like some game of Mischief and cacophony. Dancing on the hilltop like a happy child And sharing jokes with local friends like they’re the answers to a life worth living. It’s a prestigious world out here in the boonies Where I’m sworn in, like some captain of someContinue reading “Dancing on a Mountain”