Lost Love Lust

Tags: Lost.

• condeco semper.

  It’s a story I tell with glee, you see. But you must keep it between you and me. One day, walking through the forest, a woman met a man. He was one without emotion. He gently handed her a crumbled up note, his eyes were warm. “Forever pondering, it’s this forest I’ll keep wandering.” She [...]

• dissmiss & distress.

  The apartment seemed to have collected a decent organization, a couch, some pillows, it was time to go for a stroll. Nobody ever seemed to be outside, but Lost continued to hope that perhaps at the pool there would be a sign of civilization. The generic look of all the other buildings seemed like a [...]

• stilettos & indignation.

  Smooth Jazz plays its tune as she opens box by box. Dust slowly floats into the thin air as objects are placed on shelves and cabinets. She turns and looks over her shoulder, imagining a suave young man in a suit waiting for her to go to a Gala of some sort, perhaps an art exhibition. Perhaps [...]

• breathing & remembering.

  A walk among the young, the hallways seem to flicker signs of the future and past. The petite couple of birds sing a tune of hurry to the room of redemption, before these years pass, and this skin wilts. Looking into the eyes of a friend, the sudden dawning of pointless direction alludes her. The mind takes [...]