Whirlwinds.
Dear Lord, I haven't been living. I haven't watched the sun set for a while now. You know how it casts a glow of flaming amber over the horizon. Beauty. Breath grabbing beauty as someone close to my heart usually puts it. I haven't been writing. I haven't felt like it for a while now. Yet it is my escape. A place where I am liberated. Where I can serve medium rare steaks in a world that prefers minced meat. I haven't sipped on chilled rosé for a while now. I haven't allowed myself to appreciate the sparkling red that smells divine and seduces my taste buds with every swirl around my tongue. I haven't listened to Steffany Gretzinger sing for a while now. She has a way of taking me on a first class ride to the next realm. A taste of Heaven. I haven't told him I love him for a while now. Yet he is everything I have ever wanted in a man and more. I keep on pushing and kicking him away when all I need from him is a tight embrace. I have been taking every b
