Poetry and quote image archive.

the daylight observes your curves longing in tradition  we hold ourselves in a memoir of our truth i turn pages like faces of strangers kissing backs to the beat of a rain drop the floor floods with emotions i told you …

i stand in virtue of my truth observing emotions i held for you we black to our past wading in the memories i had avant-garde, but every guard i hear the frogs in the meadows calling for a winter freeze building walls i…

I didn’t love until rejection which said nothing about him, but everything about me.

i write to the tune of you sipping pinot from balconies in the mist of the night overlooking cities in the distance i transform this moment thoughts of you dipped in blue to kiss you would be a second a thriving a lifet…

I wasn’t alive until it was over and that’s when I realized sometimes love isn’t forever. It’s forever instilled in a moment for us to become alive.

i lie in your eyes bathing in the sand i swept from your closet doors i hang on words you say kissing demons in the divide we died on the rooftops of our love banging gongs to vibrate the truth sipping wine to mute thou…

I don’t write poetry. I reiterate conversations.

dying in your arms with thoughts at bay screaming your name the pain in our stay i hear the white noise fueling your fire with rocks in riots voices in the quiet whispers against my skin resisting yet resorting to the s…

We were riding fast, I got lost in the thought that this couldn’t end. Good things end. Bad things we reminisce.

A darkness is something I admire. The beauty to experience an evil.