Midnight Medina

she’s a fire and hushed sky a casing’s shade of nightfall he’s the midnight rain, tracing the blade of morning’s edge— and she’s breaking into his dawn, so soft at the seams

Find someone who makes you realize three things; One, home is not a place but a feeling. Two, that time is not measured by a clock but by moments. Three, that heartbeats are not heard but felt and shared.

i think one of the most underrated forms of romance is someone creating peace for you consistently.

We just know you and me. Don’t we?

Closer to me than you’ve ever been, you make me believe I can be whole again.

what exquisite art you are

Holding you tight, until pain becomes pleasure.

Slip into my veins like a beautiful addiction.

I find my favorite words hidden…inside her rib cage others, marked across soft folds and jagged curves she’s poetry personified— in elegance and lace in smeared mascara with pretty tears down her face

She is sexy, she is art with a pulse.

the way lost wildflowers still bloom when the night lends its stars

Darkness Calls my name Like the ocean Calls to my soul

To be someone's last love, a beautiful feeling.

Your voice, your eyes, your smell, your smile, your touch.

Talk to me in storms when you need to rage the rain.

To be seen only by you, baby.

Some people kiss you first. Some people learn your mind so thoroughly, it feels more intimate than being touched.

hold my violence with your teeth

Plant me by the water with tall rocks and mountains in the distance, and let me watch the sun and moon paint the sky

I'll love all the places you ached for someone to find.