I deserve a lover who opens my book, thumbs my pages, and reads my soul. A lover who gets my central theme, my essence, a lover undaunted by plot twists, and messy parts, and devastation, and big words, and funny bits. I deserve a lover who brings me coffee with toast and fruit, who kisses […]
In the Garden of Love and Wonder {Poetry}
In the garden of love and wonder where we both go to dream and be and sometimes share ourselves our bigger bits and smaller pieces our insides, and our bodies, our fingers, our legs, that place we go when I give you me and you give me you where we whisper about faith and future and dirty, sexy things and […]
I Go Missing Too {Love Poem No. 43}
In my letters to you, if I indeed wrote letters to you, I would write everything, and also nothing, nothing at all, of any real substance, and you would eat my everything, and my nothing too, and you would savor every bit of it, you would gobble all my words, that fill those pages and pages, and all […]