Blast From the Past

When I was 17, my (then) boyfriend drove me to a quiet spot by the sea to talk under a bed of stars. The area was peaceful and secluded from the hustle and bustle of the city…no lights, no cars, no other moonlighting couples… We had the whole place to ourselves. We sat in his … Continue reading »

Bright, red amber burns clear… The gargling sound of water, A wisp of smoke appears. It enters your mouth, Dances in you throat, Swims through your lungs… Fear, anger, depression, evaporates, It’s magic has begun…. It’s lingering pepper smell, Floats, casting a spell… I climb up your mercury steps…the stairways to heaven….