Belly

I wanna love that belly of yours Massage the thick barrier Protecting the system that keeps you alive Press my hands into its softness Kiss my finger tips along its gentle curve Make you think “Fuck anyone that says my belly isn’t beautiful” SWD 02/2021

Second Sunrise

Each morning you are beside me I awake to a second sunrise The first floods from the window The second shines through your eyes SW 11/2016 (I wrote this piece in November 2016 but painted the watercolour to accompany it a year ago in March 2017)

Like a frog on a lily pad

I’ve been taking a mindfulness class and doing a lot of meditation lately. I told my fiancé that when we meditate I feel like a frog on a lily pad. I get distracted by my thoughts that come wizzing by like flies and some times, like a frog, I latch onto those thoughts. Meditation is…