Why This Man my feet wiggle with soil and the last crop of the seasonthey tantalize my senses as I ponder each logical reason while my heart still beats rapidly from the tender touchof a man I barely know, yet dare, to crave this much Why This Man connecting freckles, on my arms, and makeup naked faceI smell my white dress, to…
Category: Beach
To All My Readers, you are my family
My big window parading all my friends so close by, yet no one tattled or told me today was the day they would die. Yesterday, the sun was a bit worn-out, and some rain cried while wetting the earth, but still, I saw the new Creeping Jenny’s annual birth. My eyes don’t work well…
My New prose Live on the finest example
Musical beach grass Shy and shielding the sun through cotton candy clouds musically smell my skin. Beholding heaven, I remember how trembling we explored our wedding ground in this land of arctic terns. Childlike, I embrace stolen moments of youth I never had. Briny mist captivated my racing heart as I lay with you and…
