Lost

I am obsessed with the way the air hums electric between us,

Moments before our mouths collide…

In my whole life,

I have never been kissed like this. 

It is worth losing everything for…

To get lost in you. 

B.P. 

1.21.16

And some days I don’t want to write about you.

I want to leave the page the way you make me feel.

 

 

 

 

 

Empty.

B.P.

Twisted Sheets

Come, let us escape awhile,

And leave the world

Behind closed doors.

Tuck adulthood away,

Beneath the bed,

Beside your work-boots.

Let me remind you how it feels to be

Young.

Hungry.

Alive.

I’ll wrap my legs around your waist,

And whisper runaway tales

Of the life we would live…

If we could only abandon

The life that we lead

Beyond these twisted sheets.

B.P.