What Crosses My Mind

  • Sedentary State of Mind

    Walking home one afternoon, I noticed she cared about my world. She was always the center of my attention, a popular girl I was privileged walking her home every afternoon, climbing actual hills winding paths until our homes a block apart appeared on the horizon, indicating now my time would wane her goings to her…

  • The Hippie Girlfriend

    She’d always ask him to tell her a story, and he could only come up with one. Her. At first, it would be endearing, how they could stroll and feel each other’s skin graze upon one another, the light air, a spring morning. It didn’t matter when, maybe him sitting at the counter with a…

  • We took a walk together, a cool spring would flow the night’s waves lapping upon the evening shoreline soothing our mind as if to suggest a pause. – An appreciation of stars aligning the sky we might look forever not mattering such is the cosmic phenomena sweet, out of reach yet a dangle – of…

  • When in A Moment

    I could take a walk alone, through the city streets, without even a thought, just settling on the old oaks, cracked cobblestone, with years of lives exploring the same ideas, how to get from here to there, comfortable, peace, beautiful a brisk winter air always reminds me of a nostalgic walk so near … a…

  • Streams In the Cities

    We walk talk a lot one time our world’s collided like a fork in the river suddenly our mood changed the current came to life playing the rocks like a treacherous waterfall we were falling too trying to grasp the moment catch an inlet and pool up our thoughts. Silent interactions the day became sad…

  • Only the Soft Melody

    Funny how a day can be shaped by keystrokes and a romantic tune. Reminds me gently of soft rains and mellow eyes, sharing time like forever. Hoping to always continue journeys I do relish the nostalgia of our walks, holding hands, caressing your forehead – reaching fingertips … Tracing your elegant persona, Manners while you…