Monthly Archives: April 2013

Same eyes

I once asked a boy to marry me
And he looked at me like I had more heads than a bucket of nails
By marry I meant love
By love I meant ‘could stand to be around’
Being around in silence
Holding hands tightly
Wishing and hoping
Lulling at the moon.
I once asked a girl to marry me
And she looked at me like I had more heads than a bucket of nails
By marry I meant love
By love I meant ‘could stand to be around’
Being around in silence
Holding hands tightly
Wishing and hoping
Lulling at the stars.
You see there’s really no difference
We’re all one and the same
Beneath the same dark sky
Wanting for nothing but the chance
To view those stars and that moon
With someone whom our heart desires.

M.

She, part 2.

Every so often, this one person will come along and bring a presence that just seems to calm the sea.
Her eyes-
The sway of her hands.
Her footsteps –Β moldedΒ to the shape of the rock beneath.
Her breath; breathing in salty, out with fields of hope.
There is something about her lips…
The curve of sensuality that matches the waves.
Her violent, thrashing anger – matching the elements –
Given and taken away just as quickly.
Something about her movement, her steady gaze at the deep blue with her bright yellows.
Something about the way she holds out for tomorrow while grasping tightly to today –
There’s a certain darkness in her whisper – the fight or flight in her veins…
Something, about everything, about she.

M.

She.

Square photos

So I gave up Instagram and deactivated my account a while back. And then recently, surprise, I got it back again. I think I just enjoy the simplicity of it. Anyways, I don’t have any followers nor am I following anyone. I mostly take pictures, leave them up for a week, and then once they’re downloaded from my phone I delete them. Here’s this past week in photos. There’s one there that has no editing and is not Instagram. You’ll figure it out πŸ™‚