For as long as I can remember, there has been a part of me that longs for the sublime. A niggle that urges me to head off on an eternal adventure, filling my freedom bucket as I roam from exquisite valley to roaring river, stopping only to gaze at nature’s marvels along the way. It’s a dream …
He has never been loved. He tries it on Shrugging his shoulders to slip beneath its heavy weight, Admiring its warmth, that cozy glow. He feels safe. Powerful. He turns to the side, Admiring himself for the first time Drinking it in. He’ll never take it off He tells her. Tells himself. This is not an everyday …
“Of course you’re not perfect. And neither am I.” My partner looks me straight in the eye, wiping the torrent of tears from my flushed cheeks. “I don’t want perfect. Perfection isn’t real. I want you, exactly as you are. I want us. Two people who love each other, learning from their mistakes and doing their …
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Rain drums on shuttered windows, a melancholy rhythm to our sorrow. The sky weeps with us in desolate abandon, screaming to a Universe that will not hear us. We are drowning in the hollow void of you, but we don’t fight it. Not anymore. I am unforgiving of the cruel world marching ever on, As though you had not …
“Sky above me. Earth below me. Fire within me.” In the twilight we drink tea, hold hands and watch, enchanted, as nature’s fireworks dance across the horizon. Electrical storms spiral like screaming tornados into the waiting ocean, and the sky blazes violet-white behind shifting storm clouds. We look up in wonder at a precious glimpse of heaven, gone …
I know you. At least, I did once. You are struggling and I can sense it, even now. Even after all this time. You still have a piece of my soul, entwined deeply with yours and it feels you when you writhe and moan in troubled sleep. You may not realise that you call my …
“In French, you don’t really say ‘I miss you.’ You say ‘tu me manques,’ which is closer to ‘you are missing from me.’ I love that.’You are missing from me.’ You are a part of me, you are essential to my being. You are like a limb, or an organ, or blood. I cannot function …
The heavy smog of guilt surrounds me…slowly, silently. It suffocates my joy as I struggle to break free from the strangling noose it tightens around my throat. It’s hard to fight a ghost. It’s dark shape changes when I manage to catch hold of it, and it twists and turns in my desperate hands. I …
Silent trees stand solemn, guarding the secrets of the ancients. Ripples on the river, lazily chasing each other across a mirrored surface. There is no urgency here. Time stands still, And I, with it. A symphony of birds are my alarm clock, My soul awakens gently Stretching itself out towards the tendrils of sunshine That …
I was in love, I think With the possibility of you. With the romantic afternoons I dreamed we would spend Lost in each other. Lounging in bed, watching movies Snuggled under warm blankets, Flushed skin tingling with anticipation. We would get up only To make hot, strong tea. Playfully arguing over whose turn it …