The Wandering Mind
At times I am terrified of the happiness I’ve felt.
Of the sunsets I’ve seen.
By the time the night has found its way to me, my thoughts have become darker than it ever could be. 51 more words
1 day, 1 hour
Intelligence only knows so much.
All these numbers, languages & facts don’t always add up.
If I thought less,
I would admit to my desires. 57 more words
1 week, 5 days
This is so undeniably true (at times).
2 weeks, 4 days
Admit to your desires.
Touch can be more than physical.
Sight can be downright spiritual.
Listening can truly move you.
In every sense you speak to me. 16 more words
2 weeks, 5 days
We light up at night with nothing to fight.
Feed into our desires with friction & emotion.
Doing all the wrong things the right way. 170 more words
The way she moved her body was nothing short of alchemy.
She compels me with her sweet simplicity.
Her touch is never uninvited.
Spellbound, maybe I’ve been looking at you too much. 49 more words
Do what you know.
Go where you’ve already been.
Sure, there’s safety in being the same.
Don’t you want to live a life worth asking “was it a dream”?
1 month, 1 week