I will say I love your eyes you will argue with me I think and list the ways they aren’t perfect. “But,” I will say, “they are a perfect blue clear as the sky and sapphire waters dazzling with deep-felt emotion sparkling with unfettered thought expressive of your peerless heart …
When I used to live at home, my cat would wake me in the morning, by sitting on my chest and staring at me, saying with her eyes that she wanted to play. You’ve got the same look in your eyes now, crouched above me, straddling my chest. You want …
What do I say to you who are women, when I am a man? What do I say to you who are lesbian, gay, bisexual, transgender, queer, when I am straight? What do I say to you who are Black, Latino, Asian, Indigenous, when I am White? What do I …
There’s a glance— a flitting fleeting caress of a look something sideways and silky smooth challenging and warm delivered out from under lashes so thick… there’s a glance. There’s a smile— a curving upward tilt of your lips a secret knowing laughing movement hinting at words unsaid thoughts unspoken containing …
Hearts beat as one. Bodies sway to the rhythm. Souls straining to touch. Eyes meet across the darkness. Music drives us on. Light sensuous shadows creates. Hands brush and flinch away. Leaves swirled by the storm. Sweep together break apart. Reaching out. Longing. Could this be the moment? Is it …
How do we measure a life? Is it is hours lived? Deeds accomplished? People effected? Memories? Regrets? Ah, regrets, an idea to encompass all others. The word unsaid and the one that should never have been uttered. The action untaken and the one you wish you had never contemplated. The …