Local Love

When do you know how to follow your intuition? Some days I just want to throw my hands up and stop listening to everybody talking and actual...

So, here I am sitting in my new boyfriends room on his bed while he is passed out full clad, beanie and all diagonally on the bed. I will ha...

Evolved, envisioned self I have met you I have felt you without the touch of my hand how is this so? Will I hold on in hopes of furthe...

A worry is worth nothing yet it twists, pulls, turns, stops, twists some more all while awaiting it's predetermined lie, which will soon...

What are you living for ? What is it that you are breathing into yourself each passing wave? Mindless thoughts consuming, drowning, suffoc...

Some sleepy tunes for this silent Tuesday night

I thought of you tonight when I looked up at the crescent moon. I smiled to myself because I knew you had looked at it with the same eyes as...

My love is a river; flowing in and through trees, twisting and cleansing thee. A rapid river at times, languid at most. My love is a blan...