Dear Boy,

I had this poem lying around in my old poetry book and I decided to post it today, hope you like it.

Boy who was once a memory of childhood play,

An image, A name. Nothing more than a familiar face lost to an unfamiliar world.

An unfamiliar world in which I found you. Sitting right behind me, I felt your gaze upon me, awkward smiles as my eyes caught dreamy stares.

And we are here , now, together, wrapped so deeply in passion. We unify our souls. Our bodies. We promise to love, to keep, to honor. Continue reading


In pursuing worldly beauty, we strive to become this elusive image in place of who we really are, we lose ourselves in what society says we should be, what the perfect guy should look like or what the perfect girl … Continue reading