Tender Eyes
Waiting for the morning to break this endless night. The seconds prolong this enticing desire. I long to touch your beautiful face; to see the sunrise in your tender eyes. Tomorrow […]
Saturday Morning
Late to bed yet early I rise… Saturday morning, winter is still three-weeks away, officially, but this cold morning peels the layers of warmth from my skin. Hot coffee chased […]
Haunted
The night consumed by silence; presence has disappeared with the days. Sleep becomes the hope; the heart absorbs what the mind could not endure. The air becomes cold and heavy […]
