The Days of a Myracle

Instagram. Holds so many memories for me. It’s hard to retrace your life through photos and relive every happy moment that no longer exists. To see the smile, the passion. To hear the laughter and know that things are not how they use to be. To pinpoint when it all changed. To visually walk the… Continue reading The Days of a Myracle

The First Time

The yearn, the desire. Those with attraction often seek satisfaction from the body. This was the first time. Candle light flooded the room, casting shadows of their bodies on the walls. He pressed play and music filled the ears of the lovers. From the bottom to the top he covered her body with his. Her… Continue reading The First Time