Browsing All Posts filed under »The Artist«

What do you have?

February 13, 2009

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Can the world execute a well-crafted plan? A series of events. Is there a camera rolling? This isn’t happening. I am not this girl. . . I see the mirrors. I am secure in my self, but my ego is in check and this insanity, is not . . .  I am already missing U.… [Read more…]

Crescendo

February 10, 2009

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The artist picked me up from the airport last night. I entered his car on a business call. It was 10pm. I said aloud to my client that I would email it shortly as I was almost home. I believe the artist had other ideas, dinner or drinks. He drove away his eyes avoiding mine.… [Read more…]

Knots

February 5, 2009

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It is possible to like a few. But, is it pointless? Am I just toying with hearts? I don’t let go, because “maybe’s” exist. The coins laid out before me. I pick them up. I close my fingers around them. Unclench, and pass them through my fingers. I think. I stare at my last name.… [Read more…]

Paltry Subterfuge

January 9, 2009

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I pull closer. I cannot get close enough. My body is yearning for yours. I can feel you inside me. A wave of calm mixed with a resurgence of sexual energy, My mind and my movements take on a prowess. I feel seductive, sexy and  . . . free. My sensuality had been on an… [Read more…]

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