25

Today I turn 25 It’s a Wednesday I am truly blessed. 24 was filled with so many new experiences, but also lessons. We are constantly evolving and growing as people, but not everyone is meant to evolve with us. 24 was an incredible year, but I’m excited about what 25 will bring. Thank you, God for…

Holiday Hues

  New York City, there’s just something so charming about your chaotic madness.   Most days I find myself jaded as I rush home, head down trying to avoid the city crowds.  Day in, day out constantly complaining about the crowds without understanding the beauty within it. Very rarely taking a moment to open my eyes and…

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…

Her Personality

Borderline.  The edge that she stands on peaking over each day looking over the edge of reality, insanity, stability, on the line. Every morning battling with being pushed off or brought back from the end of the road. A constant battle  “Do I jump, do I let go?” or “Do I fight against the waves…

Lay on Me

Watching the rain fall each raindrop slowly follows us outlining our reflection The path of each drop caressing me you holding my waist gently guiding me taking me back to where you had me taking me back to our bed. You laid me down in a bed of need closed my eyes and allowed me…

Divinity

he worshiped at the altar of her beauty mesmerized like a deprived man solemnly compliant in the observance of her. as he prayed on his hands and knees he wanted nothing more than a glimpse nothing more than a whisper from her soft lips nothing less than her body and soul. she owned his heart…

The Meadow

Tonight, she danced with the rain the summers wind and the flowers. Once upon a time as the rain fell against her window So did her resolve So  did her walls. With the pitter patter of the rain outpoured her emotions outpoured her tears grief and pain. It would start off as a drizzle and…

Black Streaks of History

From this height I can see the black they tried to restore it, but it will never be the same. You see the streaks of the pre and during cold nights war heart once white painted black then painted over in the hopes to forget yet, at night it still cries black. Dripping through the…

Your Favorite

You complained about being hungry so, I got down on my knees and served you. I gave you a plate full of my thoughts I served all of myself on a plate for you to be consumed and savored by your wicked tongue and greedy fingers. I made sure to lather myself in your favorite…