Love on the Lake

  I’m truly scared because I’m in love with you. We watched the sunrise We watched the sunset You held me tight as I marveled at the star-filled sky on that beautiful autumn night you kept me warm in a way that the warm fire you built couldn’t. I cried on your lap as I…

Suffocating

I just want to breathe. I’ve been finding myself suffocating with the words that my heart knows but my mouth refuses to say. They’re tied in a lovely bow against my neck slowly squeezing, I feel the warm stream of blood as they break through the skin of my throat. Tragic. I hear a soft…

Madness

  Maybe it’s the way you watch me eyes glazed over lips form a smirk   Or the way your words create a hypnotic rhythm as you say “I can see the madness in your eyes”   now my eyes glaze over as my hips sway and hands roam my damp skin soft smile on my…

My Favorite Weather

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F Train ( Years Later)

  Tonight she’s on the F train. Surrounded by strangers. Tired faces and smells she wouldn’t be able to describe. Looking around at their faces she sees their story. The frustrations of everyday struggles and hustle, the rush to get to point Z from point A. I look around and I find my reflection staring back…

I left my Heart in Montréal

      I left that Thursday night expecting nothing yet came back with everything but my heart. When you least expect it, it finds you.   Gabriela A Tejada Copyright © All Rights Reserved. All Images were taken by me unless stated otherwise.

One Night Two People Our Sunset

Through the Maze of life, I choose to get lost in you.   Gabriela A Tejada Copyright © All Rights Reserved. All Images were taken by me unless stated otherwise.

El Comienzo de un Amor

Todo en la vida no es color rosa, pero para que viver en un mundo que es un solo colour? Yo te doy todos los colores del universe, y de ti nada mas piedo tu Corazon. Gabriela A Tejada   Copyright © All Rights Reserved. All Images were taken by me unless stated otherwise.  

Cosmic Collision

He paints me every night, our own version of the starry night, made out of my cries of passion and moon shaped scars of desire softly connecting the swirling red galactic marks left on my body to create the constellation titled ‘devotion’ planet of two uninhabitable by all creators us two. he sings to me…