poetry

The freedom to say what’s on your mind without filter or favor is the epitome of true friendship. It is when you are able to be your most honest self, with ease

Get more sleep, exercise. A side of salad, not the fries. Read a book, feed the soul. Don’t fall into a Reddit hole. Go outside, climb a hill. Enough of solo Netflix

Your long slender fingers come and intertwine, as your lips approach and interlock with mine. I cannot feel you without also being felt. The soft strokes soothing, the warmth that makes me melt.

A demon of love was sent to me to light my lips on fire. Tall and bold and white and gold, swaying to lute and lyre. Three weeks in tempest spent aroused with

The seas have risen, there is fire in the sky. The animals are all gone, not a bird left to fly. The flowers have turned to dust, to ash the webs of vine.