Writing in Love

Rainy Days

It’s raining and my mind Is a blur of blue and green And brown and black Sitting next to you, I watch the windows reflect The rain painting the panes, And take your hands to dance. I want to dance in the puddles Until the earth stains our clothes And covers our bodies. I smell… Continue reading Rainy Days

Writing in Love

Clarity.

Time seems to hide in my moments of clarity, Like days will melt into years With quiet mornings and him Holding my hand And drinking coffee. But it is morning, And I am alone. His body is molded into a plastic chair Learning coded messages From pieces of technology As he sends words to me… Continue reading Clarity.