Tag: Touch

• September 21, 2022

  Feeling Soft

  I want to feel soft No cracks just smooth I desire a touch so slick I’m oily with an attitude I want my silky ambition to slide through So butter me up buttercup In cold days… I want you I’m sweet and rarely bitter Although I hold onto memories I’m quick to forget With an…
• August 18, 2022

  Standing At The Cusp

  We’re just now seeing the ball of glowing fire Rising over the mountain top The red light is bright but nothing like fluorescence It stings the eyes, it lights up the world, It electrifies the soul, it burns out of control The shinning rays touching cold skin gives the weary A renewed reason to hope…
• August 14, 2022

  Short Thought: Gone

  People assume I talk a lot But in truth, I watch And don’t say much So to some people I’m out of touch But I prefer being gone Love always, Esha <3
• June 2, 2022

  A Lover’s Mist

  Where is the deep end? For people that can’t swim But want to explore it nevertheless To say that they touched the bottom And came back up dry Only to walk the shore Feel the mist of large waves coming near And be dampened by the call Of a truer lover Love always, Esha <3
• April 11, 2022

  Sweat Beads

  Count the beads of sweat They drip from your chin to your collar It is left soaked Like love spilling over into a wet sea The salty taste is bitter but cool to the touch You swim in unnerving fantasies Driven by an anxiety you can’t explain It is a bath in cold water produced…
• March 25, 2022

  The Mission of Writers

  Writing is a nasty business. One minute you’re speaking with your whole heart. Baring the issues of your soul on a white paper that seems endless. The next minute your words dry up like a shallow puddle of water on a hot summer’s day. The words fade to black and the feeling of flowing letters…
• March 5, 2022

  Get Them Feet Moving

  Sore feet are exquisite! They are the bedrock of hard work and dedication. So let the pinky toes swell. As soles that were once dry turn moist and clammy to keep from overheating. Get some powder for perspiration and keep on pushing. Enjoy the discomfort that comes from shoes well traveled. Your hopes will touch…
• December 1, 2021

  The Unknown

  The Unknown Sometimes, we read in-between the lines for answers we’re not aware of. For solutions, our souls struggle to find. For a version of reality that eludes our mind. But if we try a little longer, just grin and bear it. Till our patience diminishes like breaking glass. Let the sharp pieces fall where…
• October 14, 2021

  Sit with me

  Sit With Me You bring out blue skies for me Doves sing To the tune of golden rings When you come around Sit with me awhile Next time you touch down Love always, Esha <3