
Where the skyline meets the sea; I’ll wait for you to find me. Read more

As I lay here in this bed, I feel the dance of your fingers trail across my body, I hear the whispers of your voice flirting- teasing- caressing, I sense the warmth of your being pressed against me. Read more

Knowing that I was never his to hold, but that he still chooses to hold space for me to grow. Read more