Your voice The calm that quells the storms that rage Your Touch The sensation that soothes my bristled skin Your Presence The harmony in my soul that brings me peace Your Taste Honeyed cherub lips and patchouli infused skin satiate me Components of you made especially for me In your embrace I [...]
My Dearest Briar, I'm sitting on a train this morning, thinking about you. I'm always thinking of you. It's raining here. I often wonder what it is like where you are. Does it rain? I would imagine if it does, the most beautiful gardens would bloom. Here, without you, the grey skies darken and a [...]
There's a storm on the horizon
