Xanadu
 

Beneath my feet is an infinite dirt path Laced with decomposing autumn leaves and dewy emerald grasses The golden sun pours down from...

In my room, a fresh linen scented candle , satt with its flame flickering back and forth. Underneath, the teak stained drawers are filled...

The bed creaked as I sat on blue And white satin sheets and started writing, my wrists moving swiftly The snake slithering slowly in her...

The sun glistens through the kitchen window Slowly blinding me as I prepare breakfast Steam escapes the teapot with a sharp screech As I...

Upon Dawn we drove down a windy road towards a place I could call home. The steam rising off the warm waters created a fog making the...

The room key enters the lock on the door A bright green light flashes The hinges unlock The door opens and a cool breeze knocks into me...

When you unlock that sliding door, you open yourself up to a world of nature. A burnt-orange beck appears under your feet. Dirt brown...

I can't understand our generation We love to talk, talking is our forte- but not in person. We love to party, party all night long- but...

The car turning at a stop light with a broken turn Signal. Or the Man in Brooklyn begging for Money. The crushed garbage placed on the...

Black Ice dangled dangerously in the center of the dash board. A smell so masculine it was hard to forget that he was sitting right next...