…These Hands Will Fly You Home.

And I could fill these pages up with words of your description. They would speak of the beauty you possess, Gleaming from your mouth, your eyes. And I could sit here on this Pasadena hill with you and look upon the city lights, while we indulge in the jazz inspired melodies that play through the … Read more

A whirlwind of thoughts

And I could lay here and listen to it for hours as it blows on the outside. It’s the clearest it’s been in months. You can see the dark blue hue sleeping across the top of the mountain. The bold horizon of the city. I know that you don’t miss it but the wind has … Read more

It’s Quite Humbling

As the rain falls off the edges of the lamp posts, the leaves right under twirl in a dance with the wind. And the trees wave at me as if to calm. And as these tear drops lightly shower my windshield I know that everything’s okay. That it will all be okay. My lights are … Read more

Everything They Thought They Wanted

Farther back, it looks. What a perspective. The lights are little raindrops of life on a desert city of death. Our city: buildings planted into our hills like sticks in dirt. But they’re so alive. They dance to a beat// The beat here ticks a little faster. The clocks are pushed ahead, their hands tied … Read more

Looks Like Gold

How do you put a face on love?Don’t lie. We all do it.We can’t live if our mustard isn’t as yellow as sunflowersor if our bread isn’t as white as snow.Why is it so natural to want something so pretty yet reject all that is ugly?But of course, beauty is different to all of us.But … Read more

So much, so many.

I look around. I see so much history. So much time. So many years past. That’s my family. So many experiences. So many places been. For some it’s all winding down. You can tell by the wrinkles on their faces. For others its just beginning. For me, well that’s still unknown. So many stories to … Read more

Wet/Dry

Breathe. It’s beautiful as it falls. As we stand here, the rain covers us like a blanket full of life. Every tingle from every drop a reminder of how alive we are. It’s so soft as it falls. Let it pour. We’re soaked. “My favorite’s when it hits the water,” she says. Let’s get back … Read more

Foggy Night Gloomy

It’s foggy outside. Misty. You can feel it. It’s beautiful. I hope it rains. I hope it pours. There is such a still calm. Like a boat docked at bay Or like sleeping with your love. It feels as if the world can stop and breathe. Wouldn’t that be nice? We need more days like this. … Read more