A Thousand Dreams – A Collaboration

This is a collaboration I did with my best friend Christopher. This has been in the works for a long time now and we are finally releasing it. If you’d love to meet him and read his journey, please visit him HERE. I love you bestie! Thank you for allowing me to write with you again. 

inside the breath of summer
I find myself dancing
to the color of our love
and in the blink
of a thousand dreams
your breeze 
leaves me at peace

Gentle whispers

in the blink
of a thousand wishes
I can still feel you
as your gentle fingertips 
graze the contours of my skin 
it is as if the universe has conspired 
to create a moment 
that only we exist in
it is a delicate dance of energy
where skin meets skin
and vibrations ripple through 
my very essence 
the weight of your touch lingers 
like gentle whispers
upon my skin
and I know this love story
will forever be
written upon the pages
of my soul

Within a dream

within a dream
of a dream
I dream of you
behind closed eyes
and in the darkest
of darkness
I find you there
and confess one by one
the depths of my love
visible and bare
peeling back
layer by layer
everything I am
everything I use to be
and I am holding on so tighty
to what’s left of time
because once this dream is over
what will be left
of us

Pure beauty

I at times
cannot fathom 
the pure beauty
of your symmetry
the way your eyes
trace every curve of my body
leaving no place untouched
and your voice
slowly dances down 
the arch of my back
resting in every pore 
upon my naked flesh
your touch is every secret
that hides beneath your soul
and your love paints me
the most beautiful picture
that I’ve ever seen

Raindrops

*Photo is my own*

in the gentle embrace 
of morning’s caress
a solitary flower 
makes its presence  
its delicate petals wide open
revealing the life it holds
each slender curve
and exquisite detail 
speaks of nature’s artistry
beauty that flourishes 
in even the humblest
corners of existence
raindrops
like liquid diamonds
cling to the flower’s velvety surface 
suspended in time
they glisten like precious memories 
captured in nature’s fragile vessel
each beautiful drop
holds a story of its own 
bearing the weight
of whispered secrets 
gathered during long conversations 
between petals and breeze

Weathered Bench

*Photo is my own*

time stretches 
like a fragile thread 
as I sit alone 
on this weathered bench
in these moments 
of suspended existence
I find myself caught 
between the past and present
the ticking of the clock 
becomes a resounding echo 
amplifying the echoes 
of my thoughts 
each second 
a drop in the hourglass
falls with a measured cadence
and I wait patiently 
for the arrival of that someone 
who promises 
to breathe life into my silence

Ink and paper

in the realm of ink and paper
I seek solace in the rhythm
as the thoughts slowly find
the tips of my fingers 
with words as my palette
and metaphors as my guide
I embark on a journey
where love and poetry meet
like a gentle breeze 
on a summer’s eve 
love softly whispers its tune
caressing the depths of my soul
I dip my quill in passion’s ink
and let the verses flow
it’s there I see you
upon these empty pages
and as the breath of life
passes through my layers
pieces of you
of me
of us
will be forever written
inside this heartbeat of mine