Everything was fineJust like thatA little bit differentThat’s to be expectedBut it was fineTime changesMornings becomes nightsDays go byBefore you knowIt’s been awhileAnd it’s all just fine 👣♥️ Jeanna’ MeadOctober 14 2020 Read more

Dark and wetShe should be asleepBut insteadShe looks outFrom the two story windowWatching the cars pass byShe would loveTo sit and listenTo the storiesOf those that are drivingIn the dark, wet hoursBetween midnightand morning time 👣💙 Jeanna’ Mead3 09 a.m Wednesday 9.23.20 Read more

Everybody tells what they are nowGlossing over what made them who they areNot a mention of the nightsWishing they were somewhere elseOh they talk about best friendsBeen together since God knows whenLeave out the drunken nightsOne night standsLong affairsThey pretend it’s been smooth sailingLike the song that was so coolBut heaven knowsIt’s smoke and mirrorsBehind… Read more

SometimesAll she wanted was something long Like a long drink of waterOn a hot Texas day Long, hot bathAt the end of any day A long walk through the woodsOr maybe along the beach Long slow kissesAs she stood on her toes She wanted long conversationsWith comfortable silencesThat came from an easy understanding Long novels… Read more

While doing a session, this beautiful song came on and, as I read the words, I thought of the way the kindness of strangers has touched my heart the last several days.I had pulled up at Action Sport Nutrition in Rockwall when a guy rolled down his window to tell me something.I stepped closer to… Read more

In my lifeI’ve read bedtime storiesNursery rhymesCosmopolitan magazinesRomance novelsNewspapersTattered love letters I’ve read between the linesThe stories no oneDares to read out loud I’ve read body languageLoud and clearAn open invitationUnyielding wall The eyes have beenBy far the easiestFor me to seeDesire and disdainRespect and toleranceAffection and aggravationHope and fear But the thing I readMore… Read more

The room was cold Or maybe it was her Wearing only blue jeans And sandals on her feet With a flowered print cape Covering her breasts She tried not to think Too much Too long To breathe instead And give it all To God The ache she felt Tender to the touch Made her feel… Read more

“Rest” he said When she asked For one word *Rest,” she repeated And placed her hand on his Sometimes rest is what we need Instead of other things He needed rest And she knew what to do To give it to him Right then and there Each time, it was different But one thing didn’t… Read more