T.h.a.w.
You froze after she broke your mold Her stinging words turned you so cold She didn’t know what it was like to love a man like you …forgive her She never understood the warmth within her She saw smoke and... Continue reading →
Author: Roslyn McConnell
Helium
No ecstasy or opium, my veins do not have dope in them To find what has me so high strung: my lungs, you’d have to open them You kiss my lips, you stroke my neck and I can only hope... Continue reading →
The First Draft
You were always a little rough around the edges but frankly, I liked you better as a rough draft I may not know much now, and this might sound strange coming from a girl who is a part of your... Continue reading →
Quarter Century
Happy Birthday To Meeee! :) So yes…it has arrived…my quarter century accomplishment has been very fulfilling. I’ve learned a LOT in 25 years, but have a long way to go. I’ve held on to some childish loves and have learned... Continue reading →
Love Letters
He placed his thoughts between my lips It didn’t take long to translate his kiss His words weighed heavily on my tongue like a parable unspoken or hymn unsung His saliva an ink, his tongue a page, his mouth became... Continue reading →