eyes close, deep breath, feel
each moment has a heartbeat
a pulse of it’s own
Author Archives: Tasha Bigelow
seasons
sun filtering through
green leaves slowly turning red
signals summer’s end
missing piece
still broken, alone
when can i expect to fill
this hole in my heart
san bruno
unexpected loss
how can we know the extent
of heartbreak endured
at sunset
blue-green waves crashing
breathing in the salty mist
orange sun sinks low
love
wrapped in your strong arms
feeling safe, like coming home
your love, it keeps me
Positively Tasha 