3 Thousand 3 Hundred Thirty 3

3 Three One to go. Two in between One more time Thousand A thousand nights would be too little to spend in your arms. A thousand thoughts race through my mind. A thousand desires we could fulfill. Time does not stand still. A thousand miles an hour it races by. A thousand echos return ourContinue reading “3 Thousand 3 Hundred Thirty 3”

Summer Storm

Summer rains, thunderstorms rage across our souls. Crashing through the heat and oppression, Flaming violence, a flash in the pan, Creating a respite for an instant. Drip, drop, drip, drip, drip, dropping from the sky, Falling on my ground, soak it in your wetness from above, Turn our clay into mud, mold in your handsContinue reading “Summer Storm”