Loves Parallel

    Love never says when. It never prepares us as it enters our system and consumes our soul and being. Love doesn’t warn us. No sirens as we fall against the hard concrete floor that is our lovers hand, hand that they use to squeeze our hearts every last drop.  Love is blind. Blind to…

Indescribable

walk with me slowly run with me whisper softly into my soul gently fervently touch me unmistakably memorize all of me glide above the morning soil glide your fingers over my natural flower natures blossoming tenderly dance with me take the lead and breathe through me talk to me in silent wonderment smile at me…

The Meadow

Tonight, she danced with the rain the summers wind and the flowers.   Once upon a time as the rain fell against her window So did her resolve So  did her walls. With the pitter patter of the rain outpoured her emotions outpoured her tears grief and pain. It would start off as a drizzle…

Your Favorite

  You complained about being hungry so, I got down on my knees and served you. I gave you a plate full of my thoughts I served all of myself on a plate for you to be consumed and savored by your wicked tongue and greedy fingers. I made sure to lather myself in your…

Resurrection

” I am the madness in storms,  in my madness I resurrect.”  Gabriela A Tejada Copyright © 2018 All Rights Reserved. Image taken by Me!

Burning White

  blinded by the rays of sunshine penetrating her bedroom window soaking the warmth, the uncanny comfort that the giant star of unimaginable heat blessed her with she turns over, with it, the reality of her current actuality sinks in shaking off her resting demons from their comfortable the softness of the white carpet underneath her freshly…

Stages of our Sunset

  Gabriela A Tejada  *All Photos were taken by Me*   Copyright © 2018 All Rights Reserved.

Madness

Maybe it’s the way you watch me eyes glazed over lips form a smirk Or the way your words create a hypnotic rhythm as you say ” I can see the madness in your eyes” now my eyes glaze over as my hips sway and hands roam my damp skin soft smile on my lips i’m…

Satisfaction

   The rain falls dripping down her body as she arches her back straight off the cold grass and moans. Reminiscing and enjoying the pleasure that nature brings her the way each razor-sharp deep green blade of grass scratch against her pale skin while each rain drop brings her back to ecstasy. Rain slowly chasing…

Gateway to my minds soul

I really need to write more  writing has always been a getaway a gateway that I’ve been putting aside blaming stress and each day’s constant cycle. The feelings keep filling the already full overflowing cup of turmoil. Impatience running dry  yet moist with frustration. Patience is key when sprinting long-term running full throttle into my…