I wish you could see yourself through my eyes. (Not an original thought, but it spoke to me.)
Category: Writings
Look At Me
“Look At Me” I can’t. It is too hard. There are so many things going on at once. The sensations get to me.WHen there presence surrounds you. When you can taste them and smell them and get caught up in all of them. You sometimes just want to feel, taste, and smell. What would happen… Continue reading Look At Me
I Love You
Sometimes those words just pop in my head and it isn’t about what that person can do for me. Sometimes it is just their face or their words describing something mundane even. Thinking about who they are not on the big moments but the small ones. Sometimes it is just about who they are when… Continue reading I Love You
Happy Now?
No, not until I can see your face. Not until I can breathe you in. Not until I hear your voice growling and whispering in my ear. Not until you fill me up with everything about you.
Reflections
Wishing for something reflected back at me. Maybe just the hunger and the craving I have or maybe something much deeper.
Lisa Gray 