3 AM

It's 3 am and you're in my head again. I should be thinking about him, but instead, you - engulfed with guilt of feeling something for someone else. Five minutes have passed and I am now enraged; of how the universe could be so cruel in making us meet then tearing us apart. And at [...]

Stay

I count the calluses on your hands and the dreams in your mind. Kiss your fingertips and trace your freckles with mine. You have constellations on your skin, an evident angel underneath the clothes you wear. The space between us is disappearing. You send butterflies down my spine, counting the speckles of gold in your [...]

Petit Café

It wasn’t bitterly cold that season – The chrysanthemums were boasting in their bloom, But my fingers fancied holding my sixth cup of mint tea As I was watching people; The children holding hands Near the fountain where a lady holding a book threw a coin into, The birds picking up the crumbs left behind [...]

I Hope You Stop

I hope you stop. I hope you stop carrying the solar system on your shoulders just to give people the love of the moon, sun and stars combined, for the stars you’ve given belong in your eyes. I hope you realize that people are truly are like sunsets, stop chasing them, another will come shortly. [...]

Read this to the Love of your Life

Having A Coke With You - Poem by Frank O'Hara is even more fun than going to San Sebastian, Irún, Hendaye, Biarritz, Bayonne or being sick to my stomach on the Travesera de Gracia in Barcelona partly because in your orange shirt you look like a better happier St. Sebastian partly because of my love [...]