Goosebumps

If I were paper then consumed in conflagration would be like love is to me. Black soot marked where I stood. And the flame that said my name again and again to set these wheels in motion? Just there swivelling at the hips playing with her chin wearing that lovable grin! Gift-wrapped lotions set in motion by a train ofContinue reading “Goosebumps”

Forgiveness

I know you know I know you know I know you know You know I know you know I know you know. Toothpaste squeezed out of a tube, that’s how I feel. When there is no more squeezing to do, when the tube is totally empty, That’s where I end up sometimes no matter what I do.Continue reading “Forgiveness”