Who holds the key?




I've been behind these walls so long
I've forgotten where I've placed the key.
The handle rumbled once or twice
but no one curious enough to see
has ever opened the door,
to take a look inside,
and find 
Me.

Who holds the key
that fits this lock
to
open said door
and save me?



Beginnings of a Kiss




There was that time

you kissed me.

That day you held my hand.

When you wrapped your arms around me.

Kept me from falling down.

Your gaze glued to mine.

Your smile so tempting

Those lips waiting

You pulled me closer ~

Crushed me into your chest.

Our hearts beating in rhythm.

Your hands slid down my hips.

Our fingers entwined

then your lips on mine.

So much learned from the 

beginnings of a kiss.












Chasing your dream