Hopelessly Inappropriate Thoughts

h.i. creativity

love letter

  • trying to escape THINKING

    Within a hazy maze of mad craze, I follow YOU as you penitrate in and out of parts of my brain, remembering this…fantasizing that…allthewhile, I cook and clean and organize incessantly, trying to escape THINKING 🤔 Oh Love, one thing I know, I can’t do it alone…SO LET’S GET PHYSICAL!!! Read more

  • Sailing to Sit

    Grass blades prickling toes dancing as I lift a daisy from ground to nose, sniffing my eyes high to catch the right cloud, jump up and hitch a ride sailing to sit by your side take your hand in mine and…WAIT to see what you would do if you knew I’m so in love with… Read more

  • The Swoon

    The swoon: meeting your eyes across the room… oh my swoon, my chest like a balloon enlarging as you come closer, sauntering in my direction with determination for further erection of our firey connection… Oh my swoon!!! You. Dark my thirst to drink you in, stripped of all inhibitions! I stare still. In your eyes… Read more

  • Youthful Yearning

    Youthful yearning keeps churning for just a fistful of your energy, fondling my muscles to move, kneading my ass to shake, squeezing me to twist ‘n’ shout “OH, YES!” real loud as you make my earth quake. Read more

  • Clouds

    The clouds are real, bleak stillness, a fog daunting dawn while the storm threatens safety, between my ears, thunder bangs my brain’s gong to commence crazy coming on… The fall fell while I blinked sleeping. My sun now shines dark leaving. Winter is waiting, my brain’s weeping. Read more

  • Sun on Ice

    Like the sun on ice during a Midwest winter, I know you’re there, yet I can’t feel you. Beaming bright your light refracts off the world with a slice-like sting upon my eyes, Slammed lids keep you caught within me where you warm my frightened frigity as you do things to boil my blood from… Read more