She puts her hands on either side of my face, and the room falls away. I have never gotten so lost in a kiss before.

And then, the space between us explodes. 

My heart keeps missing beats and my hands cannot bring her close enough to me. I taste her and realize I have been starving.

I have loved before, but it didn’t feel like this.

I have kissed before, but it didn’t burn me alive.

Maybe it lasts a minute, and maybe it’s an hour. 

All I know is that kiss, and how soft her skin is when it brushes against mine, and that even if I did not know it until now, 

I have been waiting for this person forever.

 Sing You Home

Infinite Coffee Trips Alone

Infinite Coffee Trips Alone

You prefer stirring coffee
In the shape of an infinity sign
And taking a warm sip,
Letting the fluid heat your belly
And burn the butterflies.

Your grandmother once told you
That love is the only element
That stretches out to
Unidentifiable measures.
This was before she forgot
Who you were.

You think back to summer nights,
When the second skin of clothing
Would stick like an adhesive
And you would open the window wide,
Secretly waiting for a beautiful stranger
To crawl in and lay beside you
But not close enough
To be completely repelled.

The coffee has one too many sugars
That you wish you could have given
To someone else
In the form of honey-flavoured kisses
And Pinot-Grigiot.

The final sip of coffee
Is wasted on your lips,
And you leave the diner alone,
Just as you entered.

If you are heartbroken,
That means you are still in love.

You wish you grandmother told you
That love didn’t last forever,
So you could sleep at night.

I’m passionately involved in life: I love its change, its color, its movement. To be alive, to be able to see, to walk, to have houses, music, paintings – it’s all a miracle.

Arthur Rubenstein 

Good morning Sunday!

dried flower arrangement of by floresdelsol on Etsy

The best kiss is the one that has been exchanged a thousand times 

between the eyes before it reaches the lips.

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