The troubles of being intentional…. intentionally sensational, captivatingly curious, despite those blatantly oblivious. See, the mysterious hold a pot of gold brewing beneath the surface. Not everyone can peek into it, interpretation is key. But not anyone can decipher it, the text turning tables as it silently admonishes. Not illegible- just subtle, in it’s esoteric terms. Read … More Not your cup of Tea
Because your touch feels like love And your tickle feels like romance And your gaze…. Your gaze holds all my attention And leaves me in a trance Your hands through my hair is bliss And your kiss, much like your fingertips Electricity You please me with your existence You tease me with your authenticity Sensibly … More Darling, you send me
At what point do you consider poverty in America to be a serious condition? When a few drunk stragglers rise with daybreak, to meet you with the onset of traffic at 8 a.m.? Or is it when you see the misguided walking around barefoot and misfitted in late October, with the accumulation of only the … More Blankets of poverty: Atlanta
Fertilize my garden of wonder with your bull shit Shall we? Go on into the night Ignorant and free Fire burning in my eyes Heat between our beings Little matters other than the freedom we’re feeling And you’re aware That tomorrow may not come You grab my hand and we run into The danger of … More In theory
Identifiably a free spirit no ties to anything relevant can’t find semblance to make sense of it unspoken rationale breaks me down in minuscule ideas to follow the possibilities, though without thought, never seem to fall shallow not tied to any place or thing most call it wanderlust others simply lost me- utter chaos the inability … More A truly free spirit
Sitting, cross- legged and feet- tucked, in the seat at my desk, leaned back and exhaling my boredom away, I remember the things that I forget to remember, and make another list of things “to-do” with my life. The list only seems to get longer, while the check marks drown out in scarcity. Travel to France? Paint my … More If you want to start something, you’ve gotta start somewhere….
So bluntly sincere.... 