Captured by a kiss worlds apart, a breath away Love’s forbidden touch. First soft touch of lips forget them all, surrender; first blush, then taste,
It happened again. Same as every other time. The first meeting of our eyes was cliche. Across a crowded bar with that instant recognition,
It was never my intention to do more than post my work here. But today…today I’m in a strange, on the cusp, on edge, in