our eyes locked his hand captured my cheek and the nap of my neck his eyes hypnotized and pulled me to his chest he held me close I heard the beat of his heart beating for me I melted in ecstasy then woke from a dream that wasn’t mine By Kimberly Wilhelmina Floria 12/9/14
Wanna Come Home. By: K. Wilhelmina Floria I don’t know how I got here. Don’t even know where I am. I can’t remember where I was or what I was doing before I got here. This place is strange, smoke glass walls on all four sides, ivy crawling up to the sky in this room… Read More Wanna Come Home.