Out Late

i walk into the room, he's embracing the mic like a lover passionate, eyes closed, and then my heart races when he looks at me, boyish smile, fitted hat, is he singing to me from onstage? no, there's no way he sees me, but afterwards he walks right up to me envelops me in a … Continue reading Out Late

Chasing Ivory

My blonde phoebe at the time, she fell in love with you openly looking off into the rays coming through the multicolored curtains, imagining deep romances as your fingers flowed across the cracked ivory looking straight at me with emerald eyes, light dancing through your long eyelashes making me blush and glance away. She asked … Continue reading Chasing Ivory