01.24.17 11:57 pm

His hands they were a paint brush My body was a blank canvas Each time he touched me he painted a story I fell in love will all the words he never said, that were splashed in colour along my skin J. Saunders



“According to Greek mythology, humans were originally created with 4 arms, 4 legs and a head with two faces. Fearing their power, zeus split them into two separate parts, condemning them to spend their lives in search of their other halves. ...and when one of them meets the other half, the actual half of himself, …

New Day

I'm insane I'm reckless Unable to be contained I'm lost over everything we weren't because I expected nothing but wanted everything The dawn will come when the rays no longer scream your name J. Saunders

Same Four Walls

It's different here New furniture in new places Nothing is attached to you My mind no longer thinks of you in this space It's different when I lay in bed now My four walls whisper your memory instead Love Notes, J. Saunders

Only Love

Not for anything but I'll probably never stop loving you Love is not a thought It's not debatable nor optional It's an emotional substance and without question will take over To survive we pretend and avoid Although manageable, my love never leaves Never dies Buried within my heart I'll play our memories like a movie …

Don’t Tell

I thought of you today Just like I do, any other day This time, a heart string was pulled I put my lunch away as the emotional wave took over Yearning to reach out to you I refrain from the impulse Just like I do... any other day When the thought, let go of the …


Sometimes I close my eyes reminiscing the way your thumb would rub along the side of my ribs, tracing the imprinted ink in admiration. J. Saunders Second Chances, page 173 Available for purchase under book shop!

Love Anyways

The women who remind you that a man will not make you whole, are the same ones, who felt their entire being shattered because they fell in love and now have nothing to show for it. Second Chances, page 183 J. Saunders Available for purchase worldwide click book shop today!

Your Name

My bank account shows one, too many transactions at the liquor store The staff know me by name and although I’ve tried to give it up the Whiskey bottle has your name on it and each time I drink every drop of you, until I’m sober enough to get in my car and buy another …

Not You

Since you left, I’ve had all these men at my feet Still nothing compares to what I thought we had Effortlessly, they try as if they believe there is a contest, to compete and replace what was once there Replace, what I thought was so great I am not over you J. Saunders