Trapped within,Thoughts I can’t contain or hide.Spilling out,Overflowing — across the great divide. Oh, Honey, this isn’t easy …You’re a wave …And I’m drowning —But you’re the water that I crave. Crawl to me … to youLet’s hide beneath castles made of sheets.Turn this tide;And, dust away the sand beneath our feet. Insecurities mounting,Threatening to overtake usGently binding … Continue reading Wave
romance
Come My Sweet
And said he to her,
"Come my Sweet, there is much to see, and much to do,
I will show you pleasures old and new..."
Do Not Think
You take from me ... all from me
Life’s small happiness; suck me dry,
Pull my oxygen, cut my cords.
Leave me hiding; trying not to cry.
Kaisha Trzaska 