Cosmic Collision

He paints me every night, our own version of the starry night, made out of my cries of passion and moon shaped scars of desire softly connecting the swirling red galactic marks left on my body to create the constellation titled ‘devotion’ planet of two uninhabitable by all creators us two. he sings to me…

Anatomical Heart

As you get older you learn to distinguish between passion and lust. So many confuse love for obsession not realizing that the feeling should surpass the flesh and touch the Soul. Many falling, free falling into toxic, into unnecessary pain caused by naiveness caused by lack of self-awareness, Many giving what they don’t have to…