#poetry · love

The ‘be’ in my longing…


Sometimes a person walks into a room and your heart beats different. It skips faster, your blood rushes, your pulse races, your breath speeds, and your heart starts to hammer with a kind of manic banging, like it's going to burst out of its cage any moment now. Attraction does that to you. (So do… Continue reading The ‘be’ in my longing…