The quiet’s a lot louder without you.
It all stems from similarity, familiarity. Roots deepen with admiration. Growth emerges from moments of shared quiet and the coveted laughter that falls like sweet fruit between us. It doesn’t take much extra care for us to flourish, only some kindness and a little time. I just wish we were in a place to immerse… Continue reading Two Trees
Amplified. Agonizing. Better. Bolder. Building. Calculated. Careful. Close. Closer. Daring. Dreaming. Damned. Destined. Exhilarating. Enamored. Evolving. Enough. Fortunate. Fun. Festering. Gambled. Gentle. Generous. Healing. Hopeful. Honorable. Heavy. Intriguing. Instant. Imperfect. Jovial. Just. Jealous. Keen. Kindled. Kind. Limited. Lighthearted. Lonely. Messy. Miscalculated. Maddening. Magical. Natural. New. Noble. Opportune. Oblivious. Private. Personal. Quiet. Real. Romanticized. Renewed. Raw.… Continue reading Messy / Miscalculated / Maddening / Magical
How many times has one particularly fervent kiss completely changed the course of fate? Or better yet, how many times has simply the thought of such a kiss sent someone’s future into a total tailspin? I’m sure it’s happened too often, just as I’m sure I can’t afford to let it happen to me. But…mmm.… Continue reading One Particularly Fervent Kiss
I was right about the writing. Penning words for you has proven complicated. The more I pour out, the more they build up. Soon we’ll have a situation on our hands, though I wonder if there’s already one in your mind. Have you noticed my battle of wills playing out in your shadow lately? Have… Continue reading Situation
When the quiet turns to electricity after everyone’s peeled away, what’ll I do? When it’s just me and you and we’re desperate for the sparks to short out on their own, what do we do? I can feel it building. Think hurricane, think earthquake. Big and chaotic and… life-changing. We hide it well. So well… Continue reading Think hurricane, think earthquake
The slowest getting-to-know-you phase in the world. I suppose it’s because we’re so quiet. Not a lot to say, and no pressure to fill the space with noise. No nervous chatter, no small talk or bullshit. So it’s slow, yes, but it’s been exactly what I’ve always hoped for.
I’d like to write to you. I’d like to write to you, but I know that if I start, it will become difficult to stop. And the more I write to you, the dicier things become outside of the letters and the poems. Real life will become messy. I’ll feel like I know you better… Continue reading I’d like to write to you
Heat lightning turns to the real thing, just a little ways north. But straight up, neck craned to the sky, I can still see the stars. Just like that, I’m back in the driveway with my head on your lap and your fingers tracing promises through my hair. Even though it’s been years, these showy… Continue reading Summer Storm
I think it was a little more than five years ago that I scrambled to log into my WordPress account to wipe this blog clean. Years of poetry, ramblings, yearnings, and memories lived here, but I had moved on. I hadn’t been writing…. I had chalked it up to being happier (which, ouch). The time… Continue reading Anybody still here?