Would I Kiss You?

"Would I Kiss You?"

©2011 Mika Star

I would kiss you as the heavens kiss the sky and hell's fire licks at the temptation that fuels my desire for you. Lust would only be the beginning of what I would convey, should my lips ever touch yours. 

Kiss you? I would like nothing more than for my lips to be the source of warming your skin, for you heart to beat in time with mine ignoring, the echoes of our pasts. 

No promises made or broken, only you and I wrapped in a moment of sweet uncertainty, hoping that one kiss might lead to the next.

Lone Tree

"Lone Tree"

©2011 Mika Star

The blue sky soon becomes blanketed by rolling purple clouds as the glow of the evening sun gives a rosy pink hue to each it touches.

A lone tree appears black against the array of colors as it stretches into the sky tall and proud regardless of already being baron of most of its foliage.

If one is quick and quiet to observe there are two birds nestling in the crook of a large branch.

Perhaps, I was wrong in assuming the tree stands alone for even now there are three hearts mingled within these hours of time and space.

Breaking Through

"Breaking Through"

©2011 Mika Star

The once dank ebony forest stirs with life as the long awaited sun's rays filter through the leaves of trees making their way to the floor. From the underbrush come families of mice and rabbits; ants scurry about looking to replenish the food supply for their colonies after being stuck underground for the past three weeks of steady rain.

In the distance song birds can be heard, faint sounds that grow to fill the air. A soft breeze weaves its way into a badger den while mingling with budding flowers.

It seems sunshine can break through even the darkest of places, be it allowed.

Comet Amongst the Stars

"Comet Amongst the Stars"

©2011 Mika Star

An old friend once told me "You owe it to yourself to become a comet amongst the stars." I found it to be an odd statement at first since everyone always told me to "Reach for the stars."

After a long pause he continued, "I don't discredit those who find their stars and hold onto them for dear life, but is it not true that the sighting of a comet is much more rare than the stars we see over head each night? A rare, beautiful stream of light barreling across the sky, past the stars, reaching for the unknown."

Rain Ripples

The second and final photo and snippet of the day...

"Rain Ripples" 
©2011 Mika Star

 This is probably the coolest, calming rain water photo I have ever seen. =)

 The afternoon sunshine had given way to gray clouds and heavy pelting rain. Alone at lunchtime and not particularly hungry, I found myself fascinated by the beads of water falling miscellaneously to the ground.

Individually, they fell from the sky becoming the central cause of the hundreds of ripples forming in the ever deepening puddle right outside of my office window.  Each unconcerned droplet dove in determined to created its own place in the world.

The rain slowed and just as quickly as it had hidden, the sun broke though the clouds giving the remaining ripples a silver glassy sheen.

Midnight Moon

Today's Snippet...

"Midnight Moon"

©2011 Mika Star

Hanging in the sky, the moon shown liquid silver over the blackened waters of midnight looking like an enormous spotlight waiting for me to divulge my inner most thoughts of the events that had taken place that day.

My whispers into the wind became visible in the chill of the air as the secrets, otherwise held within me, drifted into the unknown.

Wrapping my unbuttoned coat tighter around my torso, I forced myself up from where I was sitting on the dock. Turning from the water, my thoughts drifted to lighted windows, a soft bed and hot coffee at sunrise.

Just Around the Bend

Today's photo and snippet...

"Just Around the Bend"
©2011 Mika Star

"Freedom waits just around the bend," he thought. With anxiety nipping at his heels he couldn't turn the corner fast enough for his liking. He knew once the wheels of his black Shelby hit the other side of the curve that would be it. The town would be out of sight and so would he.

Glancing back and forth, his eyes were glued to his rear view mirror almost as much as to the road in front of him.

No one saw him leave; at least it didn't appear so. He had left quietly hoping he wouldn't stir any suspicions.

A flow of calm washed over him as he concentrated on the amber light being painted over the asphalt and its surrounding. The crisp sunlight shown over the green summer leaves of the trees he grew up climbing in. His foot didn't ease up much on the gas pedal but his heart stopped thumping in his ears quite so hard as his pulse returned to normal--back to what it had been before he impulsively throw everything he owned, or thought he might need to start a new life elsewhere, onto the leather bench seat behind him.