Month: September 2023

I will write your book,
and it shall speak of someone,
you didn’t intend.

The words, always true,
become twisted and abused;
caught in webs of lies.

The coffee is hot,
and there is a sensualness,
with its smooth blackness.

Gentle the kisses,
that feels its texture and taste,
that fires a passion.

I woke at seven,
the sun floods through the windows,
and it’s a new day.

The clouds drifting by,
give a sense of wanderlust,
tugging at my soul.