SOL: Habitual

Why is it still you
running around in my head
after all this time?

3AM Thoughts // AKA “Haiku 110.”

SOL: Captivated

she was full of light
of fire, of darkness, of fear –
i loved her for it

3AM Thoughts // AKA “Haiku 109.”

SOL: In Vino Veritas

What if, when I had you in my grasp
I pinned you against the sandstone walls?
Poured cheap red wine over your flaxen hair, your voracious mouth
Your intoxicating body ā€“ let it spill down your skin and
Drip onto the mosaic tiles, filled myself to the
Brim with your frame, aching for release.
What if I had dropped my guard?
Brought you home?
Drank you in?

3AM Thoughts // AKA ā€œToeing the Line of Common Decency.ā€