Hidden Pain

The things we keep inside. The pain we always hide. The raw wounds of yesterday's pain. The burning not extinguished by the rain. Of our tears. All the years. Intensify the longing of a lonely broken heart. Each look from a stranger that was once something more. Every memory of that smile as they walked …

His Kiss

The simple joy as a child would feel, when chasing fireflies, so surreal. The freedom of driving down a winding road, like 16 and wild, ready to explode. Like a thousand volcanoes erupting in my chest. This fiery splendor refuses to rest. Your kiss is my joy, my freedom, my fire. Nothing matches this magnificent …

Taking Flight

The first flutter of a butterfly's wings. Emerging from her cocoon. Exposed. Vulnerable. Yet brave and beautiful. Drifting on the air of hopes. Maneuvering ever so carefully. Floating. Lifting higher and higher. Finding her way. Feeling the sun warming her wings. The breeze all around her. This beautiful release. A new life. New hope. A …