I Smell Mindgames. A double attack with top notes of bitter red pepper, while the heart notes contain agave and geranium, followed up with dark chocolate, and Madagascar vanilla…
Read MoreHer smile might have hidden a fractured state, but the joy was feral.
Love by the gallon poured down her perfect touch.
Fresh flowers, a hint of caramel-- lingering in the air she leaves.
I call her name, caught up in how sweet it sounds, it quickly turns to semantic satiation where nothing has meaning anymore.
Her kiss is flavorful.
Read MoreI fell asleep on the left, but woke without center. Five-hundred count thread softens me, only some unwrap before sunrise.
The Sun is shining but it’s cold.
“Alexa? What’s the temperature?”
Read MoreI needed a quick reset with happenings’ in all of my relationship categories, in no order; love, marriage, family, friendship, and work. So I booked a lil’ trip to Asheboro, NC or whatever.
Read MoreGrief is an intense emotion. It encompasses all the different pain and sorrow we feel after a personal loss.
Maestro was diagnosed with an irreversible cancer and a decision was made to euthanize, he was a wonderful non-human member for the family.
Gyoza; Japanese style dumplings stuffed with chicken + pork, served steamed. Room 112 where the players dwell.
I taste them.
Read MoreI see you, beautiful black woman with your eyes diverted as to avoid contact.
“Beauty is always strange.”
I hear you, validation hunter.
“I will protect myself from imaginary enemies by repeating saccharine statements that misrepresent reality.”
Read MoreCauliflower Tacos w/ Strawberry Mango Salsa, I taste them.
Peony, apricot, orange and bergamot, I smell her.
House is still; no music, no tv, no kids laughing (or complaining), I hear the silence.
Eyes closed, I see The Future; the physical environment, who will be there, the sights and sounds. I see you.
Feels like weight has been lifted; my arms, legs, back, chest, stomach... You feel me?
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Sexiness behind a short sleeveless gown, I see you.
Lavender fused with sweet, creamy vanilla early morning kiss(es), I taste you.
A hand on leg, a foot touching a foot, I feel you.
You feel me?
"Honey can you push the air up?", her voice is like melted caramel, I hear you.
A forehead kiss... Baby ButterCreme, I smell you.
The love she exudes is amazing, I just yell "Fly Woman Get Em'"
I Am
Lighted Path,
I Can Hear the Trees,
Aloe Vera Pulp,
Foot Strikes,
Fresh Air.
Head tilt, shoulders, arms, torso, hips, legs/ stride, ankle/ feet.
Perfect running form.
I Am
A process of mental rehearsal in preparation for some challenging experience; it involves creating a mind movie (that is, visual, kinesthetic, and auditory fantasy) and making the imaginary experience conform to your plan. This creates the sense of having already been through the experience when it occurs and reinforces your confidence in the outcome.
Tonight, I see myself in The Future.
I Am
NBA on ESPN, players playing
A gust of wind pushes through, wind chimes chiming
Coconut oil fills the air, The Future moving closer
Black, leather iphone case adds weight & comfort [rotates to landscape]
Last bite of Break Fast for dinner; tomato, cheese & egg [white] on wheat.
No antipathies.
