thundering

Thundering outside....

While I lay and dream of you...

The smell of your neck...

Subtly wraps my pillow.


Loneliness I never felt...

Until I fell for you...

Before, I was alone...

Content in my solitude.


Now the vacancy...

In your absence...

Billows in expectation....

Of your return.


~Carrie Able

IMG_1345.JPG
Thank you all for sharing in my journey of creation. I am humbled to be living my truth everyday. Aloha nui loa to my collectors who have always believed in me. - Carrie Able

Follow PONDERS updates anonymously via email: