I take you on a journey watching me watching you. Only the two of us. The narration is brazen but touches a deep longing in you. Both fierce and quiet at times in the eyes. There is fruit. Sometimes we are at the beach, sometimes just in a nondescript room. But, there is always you there or being watched. And us in sensual twists we shift in each image something new, something, subconscious. At times, so obvious but yet so subtle. I’m waiting for you to join me.
To avoid redundancy, David often finds himself outdoors or visiting anywhere where he can easily open his mind to creating poetry. “I think your desk is more a state of mind than a physical place.” Whether it’s people-watching at a park, or reflecting over poems at a coffee shop, he’s a versatile writer. He finds romantic inspiration in a sunset as much as a coffee stain. “Writing is about perspective,” asserts Anderson, giving a nod to his upbringing overseas and learning about love through the various people he’s met in his life. Whether it’s his childhood in Brussels, Casablanca, and Nassau, or his travels to Bangkok, Manila, Seoul, and Hong Kong, David lets life influence his writing in a natural way. These days that life finds him enjoying the bustling streets of New York City, surrounded by a lively blend of people, cultures, and artists to keep his poems fresh.