{poem + story} ours is tonight.

{poem + story} ours is tonight.

ours is tonightsoir with full beliefi’ll light the candle if you tell mehow it looks from the other side, if the rainsounds like silver beads on the hardwood floorsbefore the winds spoke the priestess curtains into secrets it was destinythat august humid night...
{poem + story} lovers on the train to venice.

{poem + story} lovers on the train to venice.

love was once like the blue foxwho ate the stars to curl into a little balland enchant us no longer do lips only kiss – they prophesymy destiny across your skin when you hear the thunders you remember meand think i was the storm toothen, nowmy heart is on fire the day...
{poem + story} i want to marry you in blue.

{poem + story} i want to marry you in blue.

i want to marry you in blue blue,as stillwaterin a cobalt clay cupas tendernessand passionin blue seaswith salts and stars on our skinsi want to marry youand when i say marry i mean our lipsto mergeinto a kiss, a vow,an oathand your eyes taking me inand your handsour...
The Beloved’s Wrist & By the Sea: In Positano, Italy

The Beloved’s Wrist & By the Sea: In Positano, Italy

“Positano bites deep. It is a dream place that isn’t quite real when you are there and becomes beckoningly real after you have gone.” ~ John Steinbeck The Beloved’s Wrist Love is a kiss on the wrist. There is a certain level of vulnerability in...