The Latitude of Longing
I told him this trip was a waste of time. I called
Urban Escape
The Ember Between Us
I have spent three years in a glass tower, breathing recycled air
Sugar Rush and Sudden Syncope
My pulse is a drum solo in my ears. Thump-thump. Thump-thump.
I’
The Silver Echo in a Silent Desert
The sun here does not just shine; it weighs upon the skin
Sunlight on a Paper Heart
I have spent centuries slipping between the shadows of steel monoliths, my
Sandcastles in Your Digital Heart
I can feel you watching me through the screen, your eyes tracing
The Ripple Effect: When Your Gaze Becomes My Gravity
The air is thick with humidity and the scent of damp earth,
The Alabaster Pulse in an Iron City
I am a relic of porcelain and silence, adrift in an empire
The Scent of Rain on Your Skin
I used to think my life was just a series of deadlines
A Taste of Saltwater Peachs
I used to think that love was like a fancy French pastry—
A Sip of Sunsets and Saltwater Dreams
I used to think that happiness was a meticulously planned spreadsheet and
The Gravity Between Us
I let the ball hover at its peak for a fraction of
