Forgetful

Sometimes, I forget. I forget that my eyes are always honest. The “windows to your soul” some call it and mine are pianist. The songs they play are pleasurable like warm sand sliding between your toes from a quiet wave. Sometimes, I forget. That my smile is the trusty key that fits in your backContinue reading “Forgetful”

How you lovin’?

I’ve had love. I’ve lost love, I’ve regretted giving love, but most of all I love… love.  What’s amazing to me is how everyone interprets the act of love differently and shows love differently. When I think of true love, the first person that comes to mind is my mother. How can someone endure soContinue reading “How you lovin’?”

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