Destination…….

It was nightfall,

The weather was hot,

humid,

It had a tinge of sex appeal.

The road was the only thing that held my attention.

The dark obsidian eyes,

The feel of the warm earth beneath my bare feet,

The purring of the car’s engine as I pushed it’s limits,

The wind whipping through my hair and under my dress….

Yes, nature,

Make love to me.

I came just from thinking about it.

I grabbed my keys,

Walked out the door,

& started the car.

Hoston,

‘Lanta,

LA,

The Bay,

Fuck the destination;

I just needed to get away.

Just me,

& the 101.

-N

Les Couleurs D’hiver….

This cool breeze feels cool on my skin.
Heavenly respite where have you been?
This feels so good it could be considered a sin.
I don’t know how or when,
but this feels like the start of life again.
I just want to take this time,
revel in this wine,
That’s got me twisted in this vine.
Do you mind?
The leaves are rust,
reminds me of the summer must,
lust,
the complete and utter sunshine and trust.
This evening landscape,
Is more than just a pretty escape.
I’m awake,
Thankful for everyone’s sake.

-N