“I like you.” He explained
“You like me?” Responding with a sigh. Only thinking of how hope is truly lost.
“Why else would I want to take you to dinner?” He asked confused. “What other reason should there be…. I mean…”
“Tell me more she demanded softly, as she gently scratched her bottom lip. Hiding the smile that conceived her plan to make him wait. To make him truly want heaven.
His intentions changed over time….
There were three.
Devoted always, because she made him wait.
we both fly
never touching the ground
our sacred city
blanketed with love
let’s keep floating
You secretly stumble through my window
creating a chain reaction of hurt
the devil uses his lips
giving you life
Breathing toxins I cannot smell
twisting my mind
into webs of fantasies
and endless roads
leading to dead ends.
means finally waking up
there is light somewhere
the stillness collapsed
as their bodies touched
how sweet is their chaos
My many explorations and passions include photography. Double exposure is my main treat. It is poetry. It’s abstract.
You can bring together many aspects of life into one. Telling many stories on top of another.
Possibilities are endless.
Read how work until your hearts content ⭐️
Original from John Coyote