Memories and Hopes

“Lips. Soft as cotton. Planting kisses on the length of my spine, bringing goosebumps along the way. Fingertips. Light as feathers. Making me lose sense as they trace rivers on my nerves. Touch. Magical as fiction. Healing me inside out with every stroke on my entire body Skin. Smooth as porcelain. Sparking fire in the…

Proud Yellows

“In a world full of divides and boundaries and cynicism, she was, a human. Devoid of free speech, starved of choices, beaten blue by the shrewd minds, she found her escape in words. No, not loud. Soft as whispers, but powerful like hurricanes. She would weave her imaginary worlds in between coarse pages, and in…

Hide and Seek

Holding you between the pages of the books, feeling you flow from one person to another, watching you wrap every person in your embrace like the mild breeze, I stand there; still, numb. I have always been unable to understand what magic you hold in yourself that makes people dance and cry, jump and slump,…