The Moment It Ends

"The photographer is an expert at capturing la petite mort."

They're always so eager to please. Unappreciated at home, my camera offers freedom. Desirability. Purpose.In matching pumpkin underwear, this one's fully embraced the season. Stunning."Ease down the straps…"Click-whirr."Perfect. Cup them."Click-whirr."Touch yourself…"More."The sheets rustle, wavy locks swishing, hand digging into desire-stained...

Pearls

"Just a little of what I see when I look at you."

When you smileI see thirty-one pearlsYour eyes sparkleDeep dark pools of whirlsYour voiceAn angel singingWhen you laughA waterfall beginningPumping your bloodAnd holding your loveYour heart so bigThe universe fits like a gloveHotter than the SunYour soul burnsYour passion Like a...

You leftOut of my embraceOnly to returnIt’s still an empty spaceThe holes thatYou left behindStarted to closeScars forming as they bindMy heart skippedWhen I saw you thereA cursory glanceThen an empty stareTorn asunderAt a glimpse of youRipped openPlease tell me...

When you’re in the sewerSurrounded by shitThe view isn’t greatYou have to admitBut when you standUpon the highest peakThe air is freshYou can find all you seekIn the sewerIf you trip and fallThe landing is softIt barely hurts at allFrom...

Words Of Love

"Use them wisely..."

Matters of the heartOften misused Seldom understood Many were silent Some spoken In the blink of an eyeGone for eternityLike daggers to the heartYour words invaded my soulFalling to the groundI wanted to die Like leaves from the treeYou crushed my heartBut spared my soul For me to survive You must leave foreverAs you departRemember...

A love so rareAnd hard to defineCreated through chaosInto words divineA love that ignitesAnd soars through the cosmosWaves of brilliance dance like the Northern LightsA love that completesLike a missing puzzle piecePicture becomes wholeA love that turned the tidesSweeping me...

heart and soul.

"where does it end?"

Where does it endOur heart is the soulThe soul is our centerTrue love never diesSo where does it go Without love we wither The heart never existedIf the heart of our soul diesWas there ever true loveThe entropy of love can be realSo did it...

Treasured

"Words alone cannot express the way I feel."

 Sometimes at night,When I look to the sky.I start thinking of you,Then ask myself "why?""Why do I love you?"I think and smile,Because I know,The list would go on a mile.The whisper of your voice,The warmth of your touch.So many little...