Tag: memories


Assuming this is October time and leaves change but not the sound of your voice calling me to come closer for clarity amongst the beauty we once seen and loved. How life has been these past years is not quite what we envisioned it’s more difficult to scribble when all I can do is stare at a blank piece of…

I should have

At a bar just outside of Atlanta she walked towards me with a smile, a tattoo that said, dynamite I should have but I didn’t ask to focused on her ass. Oh how the mind wanders in a dim lit place to my way of thinking she didn’t even have a face. I should have at least asked her name…

something familiar

a fragrance of perfume lingers reminding the heart of ecstasy built to extreme measures with love. how often a mind drifts to a place where heaven was conceived between breaths of believe. something familiar tempts my being to escape this living hell as each day is questioned how much more can you take