Tag: romanticism

You are a weight. A noose, tethered to stone dragging down to the deepest dark.…

I watched you leave from the balcony. Red lights, receding into the dark. As you…

I remember the hotel room. Our bodies warm, intertwined, in that quiet repose, when you…

You were my tether, A conduit, to rouse me from isolation. So, without your presence…

In the bliss, our first moments. I was found. Our union, my salvation. Your touch,…

In this bitter grief rife with paroxysms of a madness and panicked delirium, behind the…

Her curves, soft skin, the seduction of youth. A valkyries body that beguiles. A woman,…

We grieved, each in our own way. I, refusing to indulge sins of the past …

There’s a cruelty to love. At our core, none of us are truly deserving of…

There was love in my betrayal. For I sought to capture all we once were.…