my fantasy

I kissed his tip, He touched my lip, I thought it was love, Then it was over, a sweet moment… I said hello He said he is low, I knew he was opening up, He kissed my forehead, I gave him my heart , Never knew it will not last , He promised heaven, and…

Within and Without

Originally posted on Sewntears.wordpress.com:
I would rather be without you than empty with you. Because all this time your love has seeped out of me In heart and soul Blood and sweat Our fingers interlocking as your spirit continously calls out for mine. I am glad to say that I have loved you…

ANOTHER NIGHT

*some smooth rnb in the background* Tuesday night it is… Just after a single date with myself, Poetry night isn’t for loners, Or maybe poets are loners, Loners that find embrace in their words, Loners that find solace in the rhyme, Loners that find comfort in the script… .   Tuesday night it is… Just…