Him: A hug that would go nowhere

He looked out the window of his apartment’s living room. The sun was setting, and his feelings were just as distant. He thought about the temporary situations in his life, and how they made him feel so alive. And yet so empty. Like that one-night stand he had with a stripper that led to nowhere.

You need a lot of love

You need a lot of love, I get it. Get it from the sunlight that caresses your tinted skin with kisses, From the breeze that runs its fingers through your hair From the water that smiles at your reflection The moon who gently cradles your soft body to sleep From the mountains that echo your

One

I wish to be your oxygen; the gasps of air between kisses The puzzle in the web of interlocked fingers The taste of salt on skin The lack of gap between our bodies I wish to be, all these places between us that coalesce together, like we’re one.