Darling, how you fall to me
slipping on the tiles...

She walks into a cave
with shaven locks and a busted lip...

Breaking in
to my thoughts...

Aha.
grammar, she writes...

Funny after all this time, reflecting
on how we shared so little, shared so much...

Last night we had the most
unbelievable making of love...

Dear Venezuela,
All i wanted was to...

I try to sleep tonight
but i want you to know...

I swore it wouldn't matter what
you looked like...

It's that awkward way about you
your cool style, random outbursts...

I barely feel the love I once felt
In fact, I cannot feel it at all...