You are like icing on a cake. If I can’t get my hands on you, I’ll still have a yummy cake to bite into. The thing is… I just like icing very much, and I’d really like a bite of you.
I’m giving you space, But you are taking so much, It feels like escape.
There is so much I see, So much care, So much beauty, So much potential, That it diverts my gaze. Once I notice it, It starts to pop up, And spread All around me.
I was living cheerfully in a bright world Lit in nuances of grey With glitters on the ground That I could not see You knocked, and grabbed my bubble, You shook it up, smiling Causing the sky to fire up With sparkling specks,
Bodies asking and answering each other’s moves. Heat rising, skins gently brushing, pressing. Weightless figure floating, adjusting.
Shudder, heart racing Palms sweating, smooth clothes fitting Uncomfortably tight Short of breath, breaking Into a run, pain jabbing At my heart, I feel
Powerful presence Watching, overseeing us, Enveloping souls, Weeping. Raging veil Piercing, eerily floating, Blowing, shadowing.
Clumsily climbing my way through the rocks, I stumble upon a patch of soft green moss that tickles my toes. Reaching the far end of the pier, I stop and take a deep breath. I wish I had more time to linger here, sit and absorb the sounds of the lake, its scent
Sun-filled day, Light breeze Breathing through branches, Caressing my skin, Nurturing my soul.
Paths crossed, shifting lights, Leaf swirling by diverts eyes. Another love’s lost.
Eyes rise, question eyes. Soft hands pressed. Deep voice murmurs Soothing words of light.
Senses heightened. Mind aware. I let him get close. So close… It feels like I can’t tell Where he ends and where I start. Thus our story begins.