If

If we aren’t best friends what’s the point?
If I can’t hold all of your secrets, who will?
If I can’t tell you when you’re wrong,
how will we grow together in this thing?
If you don’t see the value I can add to your life,
why still hold on to such a liability?
If I’m not the first person you call when in need,
how could I ever be your lifeline?
If our life experiences aren’t synonymous,
why does that have to mean we can’t relate?
If I don’t impact your thoughts and decisions now,
what future is there between us?
If I am none of these things to you,
why are we even still a “we”?

Tremor

You make my legs tremble, my hips lock, my knees buckle and my toes stretch while chaotically my hands go from scaling your back to grabbing the sheets then finally gripping the headboard. My head leads my lips in search of yours and lock passionately but momentarily, a quick thank you I suppose for the euphoric state you’ve placed me in. My head rests while my back arches then relaxes simultaneously as you Continue reading “Tremor”

Feel

I’m currently sitting in my car in the garage enjoying the static of the radio and the silence of all the other elements. It’s moments like these I savor most. Ever pause and try to merely exist? Ever try to be so in sync with oneself that you can actually feel the touch of your fingertips on your body the same way you feel the surface of material things? Try it. Feel. Breathe. Live.