Stalking hearts .

I can see you through my bedroom window. Your feet are hanging down the branches of this bushy tree. You are staring at her through her window , waiting for her to sleep so you can take pictures . It’s 10p.m and you are holding up your lense. You do this thrice a week ,Mondays […]

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To my first Love 

I imagine you are drowning in the overflow of love from a woman strong enough. Strong enough to love you . A woman stronger than me. Sometimes my mind shifts to the days when I was a tough and stubborn girl still learning to control the strength of the wind beneath my wings. We were […]

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