Oh, Love …

Oh, Love ... How sweet your fragrance lingers in the unmade bed of lovers who have only met the night before and turned to each other for love. But oh, should we not confuse you with lust, with desire, with sex? Should it be told to all, that love is not defined by the thirsty … Continue reading Oh, Love …

Upon the Wings of Intimacy

It was not just the way his fingers brushed her skin that excited her But the way he traced every scar burned into her soul without even knowing It wasn't just her body that cried out for him, lost in desire and lust But the most vulnerable pieces of her self that screamed his name … Continue reading Upon the Wings of Intimacy