Parc

Parc; September 3, 2026

We could have gone to Parc.

Had some oysters, enjoyed the bread basket. 
I would have told you to get the steak frites and the French onion soup;
Shared a bottle of Burgundy,
espresso martinis with dessert.

Introduced you to my favorite place,
that you promised would mean something to you, too. 
Walked home drunk, hand in hand;
Snuck a kiss at a red light. 

I wanted to show you a special part of me. 
We could have gone to Parc.

-AKF

Bad Habits

Bad Habits; October 7, 2026

Biting my nails
Drunk cigarettes 
Snoozing my alarm
Midnight snacking
Answering your calls
Using my phone at work
Not washing my face before bed
Online shopping
Missing your laugh
Dirty dishes in the sink
Skipping breakfast
Not drinking enough water 
Hoping it will be different this time

-AKF

You Make Me Feel So Beautiful

You Make Me Feel So Beautiful; March 12, 2026

It's the way you look at me when I'm getting dressed;
I feel like a goddess, an ethereal being,
but not an object. 
It's something about your gaze
memorizing the steps of my routine,
the way I spray my perfume behind my ears;
How your eyes dance across my bare skin, 
following my arms as I throw on a shirt;
they crinkle in the morning sun as I look in the mirror
and check the fit of my jeans.
Your lips are slightly parted, like you have something to say
but can't find the right words, so we live in the silence;
it's so comfortable here.

-AKF

Ethereal

Ethereal; March 6, 2026

Her skin on mine like spring rain;
Entranced beneath a waterfall,
Sunlight warms my cheeks;
My arms goose-skinned.

Her lips soft, rose petals;
Ambrosial, plump and juicy fresh-picked strawberries
Up and down my neck, climbing vines;
Consumed by ivy, evergreen.

Her eyes stelliferous;
Lost in space, a nebula galaxies away from mine;
Constellations of Cassiopeia, the Jewel Box;
I've become an astronaut.

-AKF