I’m close to sleep, desperate to wake up in your dreams, intoxicated by your energy, wrapped around your fingers like a silk ribbon. Purged of my purity, I am a portrait of passion, smitten kitten, helpless, held in your gaze, in your grasp, gasping for air, gripped in a kiss that consumes me completely. Haunted…

You can find me in the forest, soaking up what little sun breaks through the branches. I left a part of me back in London, as well as the beach streets of Blackpool and Barcelona, sometimes, the tiniest sliver still lingers in the imaginations that I cannot repossess myself from. I am trapped, in ways…

He loves to hear me sing my songs in Spanish, the way that I make magic, drinking strawberry milkshake, while I grant his every aching wish. Musing on our future, I pretend to be asleep, when he wakes up in the morning, so he’ll tell me that I’m pretty, when he thinks nobody hears him.…

I need to write something. My pen is panicking, hovering over a wasteland, watching the minutes move on, pleading for my attention. I need to write something. It’s October, where I am, at least, the last time you kissed me, in your car, as I thought about the night before, and the morning, when I…

Down by the lake, I watched the sun rise, my eyes meeting morning, as birds break the silence. You are deep in the water, reflected back at me, your soft smile echoes in my eyeline, my lips ache from longing. My shoulders are covered, but they shiver, for you are the warmth in my heart,…