I'm not a writer. I mean, I write. so I suppose in some fashion I am. In which case, anyone who can write is a writer... but you know what I mean. :)
I'm no poet. Sometimes I write down words that arouse feeling, be it joyous or dismal. Sometimes I jot down words that rhyme a little. But either way, whether I'm arousing feeling or rhyming a line, I don't consider myself a poet.
I'm just a girl who likes to write. And so... I do.
A little about me...
I wish I'd read more. I do love to write. I'm silly and a little goofy at times. I have a precious daughter who lights up my life, and, in case you couldn't gather from some of my writings, I have a beautiful son who I placed for adoption a little less than a year ago. Ask me about it. I'll tell you. But you'll have to hear about the saving grace of God in the process. :)
Shalom.
He's got his hair pulled back
and his old cap on
Radio playing a Bob Dylan song
Cigarette dangling from his lip
...
Don't smile at me
and tell me that you're changed.
My mind is set.
It cannot be rearranged
...
Dim lit room
flower in bloom
sweat dripping off of pale white skin
Parting her thighs
...
oh i love him so much.
he is the one i dance with.
we are the only ones on the floor. everyone is watching. we're moving like kites or wind socks. we don't know what we're doing. but we look so good together. and we feel so good together. and we don't care about anyone else in the room.
...
To fall in love with you,
again,
is bittersweet.
I taste it in my mouth,
...