Dust in my Wind

I was with you holding you, starring at the nebula in your golden brown eyes, disintegrated bright hues, whirling in storms of luminous flares, my fingers entwined, in your stubble of madness while you made poetry on my skin, the rays, reflected the number of sunrises you traced, the number of sunsets you awaked with … Continue reading Dust in my Wind

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Airport Romance – An Unfinished Tale of a Dramatist’s Distressed Love Story

It's funny when you plan it all out hoping everything will definitely go right. Waiting. Just waiting for a sight. Hoping. Just hoping for him to come find you. It's 10:20 pm now. I can't help but be hopeful. So dramatic that I rolled my eyes. I'm waiting for a shadow to appear. Looking around … Continue reading Airport Romance – An Unfinished Tale of a Dramatist’s Distressed Love Story