Soft warm velvet blossoms of solemn. He sensed it, her heart, beating in tune, But wayward and aloft like snowflakes in June. After all things were early. Beginning transitions. Still chilly at night were the pre-spring breezes. Every night her fiery light scorched even the moon. 29 February 2016

Smoke in the vents and ash in the tub. The air around here is sultry. Her hair fits my hand like a glove. Bask in the warmth and remember to breath. There’s no such thing as relaxed enough. Loose yourself to your thoughts. Get sucked into the procession. Don’t hold your breath too long lest…

Don’t deny yourself the present. This gift is meant for you. Every second’s Heaven sent. My love, it beats so true. Tolling away each second’s spent. I’ll spend my all I choose. Not as tithes, but in good tidings. This is what I bring to you. 19 December 2015

No one’s come this close before. It was a natural sort of allure. Poles apart in origin with hearts attached, love had forged them. Their bond unparalleled by synthetic forces. This was the kind of primal origins. Organic attraction, neither one had planned it. He was her moon, and she was his planet. Caught within…