What If? |
Its a rainy & stormy nite. I hear drops of rain tap da windows outside & feel drops of sweat drip down our bodies inside. Our bodies, so familiar, so vulnerable & comfortable. It fits like a glove cre...
Posted by on Fri, 12 Sep 2008 15:44:00 GMT |
Chasing Pavements |
Chasing pavements that lead me nowhere is like chasing ghosts. You can't see or hear them unless they want to be seen or heard. They're invisible. You can't touch or taste them becau...
Posted by on Sun, 27 Jul 2008 11:18:00 GMT |
Woman On The Other Side Of The Mirror |
How do I tell her? Tell her&the woman on the other side of the mirror what I'm feeling? She can't know that every time we lock eyes I try to read her mind, analyze her, figure out her thoughts. ...
Posted by on Sun, 27 Jul 2008 10:45:00 GMT |
