I think I would have been okay. I think I would have been safe, I'd fallen through feelings before, taken a punch to the gut and then soared. But, when we met, it was cold outside and the fire side so warm   like the crook of your arm, which I was pulled into by … Continue reading Us


When I opened the door the air fell between us. I felt your hand linger, wander to the small of my back. Hours melted as I buried my head into your heart, tucked my skin into your ribs, my love into your arms and listened to your heartbeat; it told me secrets I promised to … Continue reading Secret