We have a chronic case of Right place, wrong time. Spending 12 years just missing each other. Just missing each other at the store, The bars downtown, The bed we used to share. Holding tight to the two years we got together.   I get…

I’m closing my eyes Stepping into ur space Coming closer to ur face I feel u watch me U moisten ur bottom lip And bend ur neck Grabin my hip Meet me half way Shuttin ur eyes They meet and press Push and kiss U…

A Drifter and a traveler, were always solider of fortune, travelling on trail of time, sinking in their experiences, of burning and bruises, of marks on skin which weren’t enough to bleed, of fire which was still alive with air they breathe, seeking their way…