Finding a Message in a Bottle. {Poem}

  The secrets of the universe sheathed in glass, shielded from prying eyes. Her small fingers wrap longingly around the delicate bottle, cradling it gently to her chest. She knows that once she lets the world inside, there can be no return to the ecstasy of her unconscious imaginings. Only the rugged cork guards the …

She’ll Meet you Where the Wild Things Are

“If she’s amazing, she won’t be easy. If she’s easy, she won’t be amazing. If she’s worth it, you won’t give up. If you give up, you’re not worthy.” ~ Bob Marley She’s worth it, your wild one. She will set your world on fire, if you are brave enough to let her. She will enchant you, …

Her Long Legs are a Prayer that Envelop Him. {Adult}

Eyes smolder across the crowded room, a secret message for her only. Her long silk gown clings to her curves, her bare back glistening under twinkling lights. She is alone. Her mouth tugs up at the edges as she catches him observing her intently. He is speaking to someone at the bar, a woman. He …

Opening up about Habitual Patterns: Letting go of Impatience.

“A warrior of the light is never in a hurry. Time works in his favour; he learns to master his impatience and avoids acting without thinking.” ~ Paulo Coelho. My life long secret habit is impatience. My fiancé would probably argue that this is the world’s worst kept ‘secret’, but then our loved ones often see …

The People Collector

Some people collect rare coins, or stamps, or ancient antiques. Some fill their homes with exquisite jewels and vintage vinyl records; hearts swelling with pride as their trophies stagnate among swirling dust motes and the echo of past accolades. Me, I’m a little different. I collect something infinitely more precious than anything I can buy …

Storm Woman

I have always worshipped the radiant sun. Years have passed pining for her rapture, chasing her calm light. My mood eternally governed by the kiss of warmth on my skin and glitter over sapphire waters. Yet, my restless heart seeks further of late. My pilgrimage leads me from the luminance I once coveted, into the …