Landscape And Poetry

Sitting here looking at various paintings



Sitting here looking at various paintings, drawings and pieces of art. The smell of coffee from my cup soothes my senses. The touch of abrasive old paper sends comfort to my fingers as I traced the paint that is protruding from it. I hear an old love song playing from one of the rooms. Its melody slow, relaxing and I … Read More....

Landscape And Poetry

I hope one day



I hope one day there would be a guy waking up with you that has the same desire and passion as you. A guy who would kiss you out of the blue just because he wants to. Someone who would stop you from going to the bathroom to give you a tight hug, and kiss you on the cheeks before … Read More....

Landscape And Poetry

I am yours



I am yours. Everything about me belongs only to you. From the tips of my fingers to the palm of my hands, I am yours. To the slow, and long softness of my kiss, and to the forcefulness and thrust of my tongue, I am yours. My body is here to heat you up in the cold winter nights. To … Read More....

Landscape And Poetry

I miss the goofy things I do when I am with someone



I miss the goofy things I do when I am with someone. The way I would set aside her hair with my hand, touch her cheeks before I kiss her. Those cute polaroid or cell phone pictures taken out of nowhere when we both least expect it. Those nice good morning texts that brightens up your whole day. Those days … Read More....

Landscape And Poetry

A minute of silence

Restless tonight, reflecting on all of my mistakes.

The long cold winter nights where we stay warm, cuddling underneath the sheets. The cozy dinners with home made meals. The smell of roses fresh from the florist just to tell her I was thinking of her. Quiet moments where she tells me her insecurities, fears, and dreams. The endless hugs, sudden … Read More....