Madness

  Maybe it’s the way you watch me eyes glazed over lips form a smirk   Or the way your words create a hypnotic rhythm as you say “I can see the madness in your eyes”   now my eyes glaze over as my hips sway and hands roam my damp skin soft smile on my…

Our View

  We both agreed that it’s the little things that really matter.  Gabriela A Tejada   Copyright © All Rights Reserved. All Images were taken by me unless stated otherwise.

My Favorite Weather

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Calming Breath

Each Sunset brings with it a sort of unexplainable calm each color representing the palette of life the shades of living. As I watch the night break I take a breath each night as I watch the Moon rise and the Sunset I’m aware that it’s the purest breath I’ve taken that day.  Gabriela A…

Category 5

She was an explorer searching for a gentle rainfall but instead, she found your storm. You were a tempest the unknown in her world of certainty but her body was fragile too fragile for your violence. As she laid on your chest she began to crack under your heavy caress, she began to fracture. As…

Healthy

I guess self-love becomes obsolete when we become absolutely obsessed with the dopamine being poured into our system. Who am I when you’re my everything? When the air I breath isn’t my lifeline but instead your instant gratification. What is self-respect when the definition is blurred and misconstrued by your every whim and selfish need?…

Divinity

he worshiped at the altar of her beauty mesmerized like a deprived man solemnly compliant in the observance of her. as he prayed on his hands and knees he wanted nothing more than a glimpse nothing more than a whisper from her soft lips nothing less than her body and soul. she owned his heart…

Slow Walk Home

I felt though what vibrated off of your soul and into my pores, I felt each drop penetrating my hard walls of fear, each vibrating wave coursed through my fingertips to the center of my being as your eyes held me afloat. I guess I felt it too hard because I became addicted, needy for…

In the Stars

I looked up past the passing clouds and straight to the blinding stars Tonight, as I looked up at the night sky I saw myself in the constellations. Gabriela A Tejada Copyright © 2018 All Rights Reserved.