Author’s own image You remind me of someone We met under a wave as we crashed into each other Then we spent seven summers with feet covered in sand and salt Talking of philosophy and love Perhaps silently loving each other as well I was sweet and innocent, welcoming eyesWith my blond hair and hungryContinueContinue reading “Another Prince”
Monthly Archives: June 2020
Sinking Comparison
Comparison Sunk its ugly teeth into me I am sinking under the weight I can’t seem to escape it this time She is the Bella Soprano The delight of all who hear her I am but the one who cleans the stage However I thought I might try to hum a tune I skipped intoContinueContinue reading “Sinking Comparison”
Coffee please
Pexels library image. I feel myself falling more in love with you over every coffee you make. Each cup is a silent love song, declaring how much you care. Every offer to make another is an invitation to draw closer to your heart. And I will say yes every single time.
Playing with fire
Don’t touch it Secrets, I tell myself. But it’s so warm on my hands. You’ll get burnt if you don’t take care. But it’s so pretty and mesmerising. The fire doesn’t care, it’ll burn you up. Just one more time. Last time I promise. I’ll hold you to that my dear. I know what I’mContinueContinue reading “Playing with fire”
A 2nd letter from Secrets (ST)
I know, gasp, a second letter. You can blame Manish Abburu at The Positivity Journal, because he nominated me for the Vincent Ehindro Blogger Award. His piece called Neuroplasticity is particularly interesting. Thank you Manish Abburu, I am honoured that you would think of me. Here is my response (in my own way) and IContinueContinue reading “A 2nd letter from Secrets (ST)”
The Familiar
Photo by Faisal Hijjaz on Pexels.com We’ve been together for so long that I miss the thrill of missing you. I remember the burning desire of first love. I remember the urgent kissing in the car and the notes I left hidden in your books. Come here, close the door. Let’s throw off the familiarContinueContinue reading “The Familiar”
Kitchen Counter
I blush to think of all the secrets the kitchen counter knows. Of hungry kisses, pleasure filled moans and satisfied sighs.
To read you
Wait, what?At first I wasn’t quite sureBut I learnt to read youTo understand the hidden meanings Behind your metaphors and mythical references. At first they confused and baffled me For I stood on unfamiliar ground. I investigated your words And what they could possibly mean. I worried that I wouldn’t be able To decipher anyContinueContinue reading “To read you”
Smooth
Photo by Samad Ismayilov on Pexels.com I saw you in your suit looking oh so fine Damn Boy I should know better.
Cheerleaders
There is something quite remarkable about being accepted and loved exactly as I am. You empower and release me, encouraging me on in all my pursuits. And I, I will always be your loudest cheerleader, supporting you as you face each new hurdle. For that is what love does.
Secret Thoughts Within 