I’ll be honest—I don’t write love poems. But if I did, I know what I would write about. I know what kind of love I want. You see, I want that love where I wake up early every morning to […]
We basked in the glow that the seasons cast. And when the shade finally came. The darkness congealing between our entwined palms found the freedom it clamored for. It kept prying till we came apart, and then slipped by. As […]