Photo by Mikhail Nilov on Pexels.com There are days when I woke up to my boyfriend But I only thought of you If you were okay? And if you met anyone new? I dreamed that I would run into you In the city That we would have a second chance A last hurrah A final … Continue reading Blow My Way
Photo by James Wheeler on Pexels.com The path that led me here was filled with bristles, bounders and uncertainty I walked it alone Far from familiar surroundings with no place to call home But kept moving none the less There are days when I wonder why the sun beats down? Pressuring me with it's bright … Continue reading Hard Path
Photo by Rafael Guajardo on Pexels.com I drag on the words that you utter like a chain smoker pulling on a lit cigarette. Blowing circles in midair that send loose lips spiraling into a distant sea. Your vowels are ashed on the cusp of me. But I take the burns and watch the gray matter … Continue reading Part 2: Smoking Words
Photo by cottonbro on Pexels.com One day, the money will turn to ash. Sand will form into glass only to break again. Wet tears will momentarily make dry skin moist. The facades will fade to nothingness. The sex appeal and enthusiasm of youth unexplored will dissipate. Smooth lips will chap. Tight skin may wither like … Continue reading A Loner Without True Love
Entrepreneurial grind expressed in poetic form.