Empty house

I know you’re there sitting on the front porch of an empty house in this perfection, I’d walk in wrap my arms around you warm lights flicker inside the room in between our close, moving bodies it’s dusk outside the geese are flying south it’s getting empty in this northern town sometimes, we’re the only

Climbing ambitions

Chugging energy, Heart on fire Too many questions, too little time Climbing ambitions Vanishing restrictions Instinctive, fueled by passion, high on drive Restless Burning with curiosity Honest motives Direct and raw Uninhibited and fearless Happy Wise and confident Worshiping the answers

Dinner conversation

I wanna open up to a girl one hundred percent, show her all my vulnerabilities and love her like there’s no tomorrow, he said. I’m right here, she said. I wanna hold her and focus on her face, kiss her, fall asleep next to her, caress her hair, hold her again and rock with her,

To Paradise

It’s time To go back to paradise. To feel the soft, hot, sun crawl around painted skin. To let the ocean waves tease legs; leave it with a taste of some salty, pungent memory. And to let the warm breeze blow all troubles away. To be able to close eyes and breathe in sweet air