Artistic Flow   Because reality is only an illusion

If you could for just one moment see yourself through my eyes you would know why I stare answer to a prayer If you could discover somehow what your skin feels like to my hand you would know why I tremble seemingly transcendental If you could step into my soul to experience how it burns […]

I want you to say you love me. I want it to be true. I want you to say it to me, because darling, I love you. I don’t want you to lie to me. I don’t want it just for fun. I don’t want you to tell me you love me, and then turn […]

on a beach with soft white sands; we’d go walking; holding hands. in waters warm and blue; we’d laugh; and I’d kiss you. under stars shining bright; we’d spin; and dance all night. with drinks sugary sweet; we’d share secrets; so indiscreet. in smooth white cotton sheets; we’d wrap ourselves; and share quick heartbeats. with […]

Lips, softly tickling each other with agreement, not just hollow vows to be splintered, but a covenant recorded that all at once brought tears, and transcended rosy ambitions of cupid’s point-blank arrow. Now coupled with crushing bond, we ascertain dissimilation unachievable as the hammers of our hearts strike in time, edifying, transported into one being; […]

I think back to when you gazed at me like that, longing and affection in your eyes. I think back to when you laughed like that, then when the laughter faded turned to joyful sighs. I think back to when you held my hand like that, as if I was a prize. © Copyright 2015 Aarron […]

The moon whispered- plant the seed, and I covered it with devotion. The sun saw my work, and smiled upon my fondness. The stars whispered- you must water it, so I gave my tears, and my beloved drank deep. The wind saw her drink, and told me a secret. Heartache is the only flower which […]

Confess, the breathing in my ear, not just the breath, but the meaning within that you will never openly avow, and hold furtive with mute whispers appropriate notions only for oneirism. Remember later that my ear, in tune with your breath, seeking soothe never coming voiced candid, surmised the honey of regard.     Graphic […]