storm clouds and you

"This letter is to you. 

The you that has had a rough week.  The you that seems to

be under constant storm clouds.  The you that feels invisible.

The you that doesn't know how much longer you can hold 

on.  The you that has lost faith.  That you that always blames 

yourself for everything that goes wrong.  To you. 

You are incredible.  You make this world a little bit more

wonderful.  You have so much potential and so many things

left to do.  You have time.  Better things are coming 

your way, so please hang in there.  You can do it."  

sank into her shoes

Her heart sank into her shoes and she realised at 

last how much she wanted him.  No matter what

his past was, no matter what he had done. 

وأنا دائما أحبك هارون

Which was not to say that she would ever let

him know, but only that he moved her more than

 anyone she had ever met, that all other men

seemed pale beside him.

late night

rounded nails trail along flushed yielding flesh and swollen

rosy lips fall open with reserved whispers of affection.  The 

taste of his breath glazes over my tongue and teeth, snatched up kiss.

His pulse ricochets against my rough palms and mimics

my own thundering heart.  I am burning under his touch and my smouldering touch and 

my shaking body is becoming an open flame, too hot

for my polar heart to handle. 

- and I worry that melting my heart will break the dam to the mountain of things I do not want