Your fingers in the spaces of my ribcage, Pull me in closer; spine to chest. The world dissolves around the edges. My heart races beneath my breast. Your voice - low and passioned in my ear. I follow all of... Continue Reading →
I never want to change you.You are not a project,you are a constellation,and I want to trace you slowly,memorizing the lights pouring out of you. My loyalty lives quiet and fierce,a pulse that doesn’t fade when you walk away,a gentle... Continue Reading →
I was steel.Cold, tight-fisted, unbending -teaching myself to stay sharpuntil your hands found me. You melted me.Not just butter, but honey folded in.Rich and decadent -sliding into every corner you touched. You made me rememberwhat it was to be soft,... Continue Reading →
He comes like a storm—not as thunder or lightning,but as rain that knows where to fall. He feels like both home and horizon,the calm after chaos.I want to be his warmththat doesn’t waver. His eyes speak safety.His hands feel like... Continue Reading →
Thirty-six was the yearI came back to life.No longer naïve.No longer reckless.I am a womanwho survived fire,carried ash in her hands,and still found a wayto glow.This was the happiest year in a decade—not because it was painless,but because I was... Continue Reading →
I needed someone to bring back my light. Did I write all this into existence? Did you feel my energy call to you? Tugging you through the distance? I yearned for passion. I wrote it down. Then there you were... Continue Reading →
Phone. Wallet. Keys. Purse. Phone. Wallet. Keys. Purse. Why do I feel like something’s missing? I know you heard everything I said— but were you ever really listening? Maybe I left a candle burning. Did I lock the door behind... Continue Reading →
Who cares about time and space? You’re always floating in my mind If I could tell you how much I want you Maybe I wouldn’t feel so left behind Your warmth - Your light - You’re so unique I daydream,... Continue Reading →
Flashbacks keep hitting - impassioned, relentless Stories that sweeten each time they’re retold Your hand touched my skin and the whole room caved in Left my head spinning - straw into gold Head rush of dopamine You were so dope,... Continue Reading →
Álora Lyzette 