My words are a direct reflection of what is being played out in my mind. For artistic purpose and dramatic effect I have duct-tapped the "edit" button…
Lovers come and go; over the years there have been many ...more or less.Skipping stones across the water while a turning tide is like sailing into the wind, but it can be the challenge that makes it all worth it; the proverbial chase or dance. At the end of the day when the sunlight begins …
"....it doesn't always have to be this way..." Little voice inside my head sings a song low key off beat far left of anywhere slipping from addiction to obsession no matter what rolls in or out with the tide early morning light shines ever so brightly and the truth remains silent lovers tiptoe past an …
Tree branches bend and shuffle an old soft shoe saw dust on the floor scat to the seductive blow of the wind the strength and force of Mother Nature the female mother Queen of Rag Queen Bee stings like a bitch stings with venom and a cure to sooth the wretched soul a force to …
Sometimes I wonder what could have and shouldn't have been If we were what we intended would some consider it a morally deviant sin? Seductively stepping off of this highly sanctioned ground taking a second non-connected look never turning completely around to see the difference between you, me and them There is nothing left to …
You kissed me first, I remember it well, laughter fills the air you flash that Sandbar grin memories dock side keep flaunting happiness as if it were something attainable sustainable not fleeting or a mere moment of joy from the past your eyes meeting mine not the first time déjà vu quick glance second chance …
Trilby Yates 