The Truth Is…

I’m the kind of girl who runs from the pain because I can’t stand it. I’m the kind of girl who loves, but with love comes an emotional tornado that throws my whole life off balance. I’m the kind of girl who uses things and people as replacements for the things I once had, but eventually lost. The truth is this time I am… Continue reading The Truth Is…

You Make Me Weak

Reminiscing .. and I imagine: Your hair, at the length that I like. I run my fingertips through the nappy curls and massage your scalp. Your face, you hate it. I kiss the skin that to me is divine. Your eyes, ones that melt my heart. I imagine staring at those eyes everyday for the rest… Continue reading You Make Me Weak

Incurable Imperfection

Their bodies are undesirable in ways that you could never see. Their sexual organs are tainted, by carelessness and curiosity. To see all of the beauty on the outside, To understand the inside, To love what’s deeper than the skin. Their minds work the same. Their hearts beat like yours. Yet, you cast them aside, like… Continue reading Incurable Imperfection

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