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desert. girl. poison.

A reworded personal favorite of mine.

When lips move . . .

I wish for you Hallmark moment’s full of peace and happiness and butterflies and flowers. I wish for you chocolate shakes o..

A friend spent some time on a mountain, alone, no food or water for three days. This was written in honor of her quest.

Who am I? I am the soft whispers between reality and fantasy. Who are we? How do we close the gap between who we know we are, and who ..

Is there time to consider . . . Are you that pleasant unknown? Are you one of Frost’s roads less traveled? I mean to say, would ba..

I want to surrender my lips to yours . . . surrender to the growing desire of your skilled hands. I want to surrender my hands to..

The water kettle beckons. She gets my special mug and nestles it next to hers. Tea time for lovers. Yazzie girl sings. The..

A space in time just before sleeping.