It's amazing how the quiver of Eros is empty
Yet a single love shot of arrow never hit me...
you are my eyes to see in front of me,
you are my hands to hold you tenderly...
In the dark of night
the moon is my lantern...
Roses are white and rare to find comments are...
What it is now and what It was supposed to have...
There is no right or wrong decision.
There are no idiots nor brilliance...
I And You
Many years ago...
A black screen fades to light
And draws the text to the eye...
An Older Poem I wrote in 2006! Trying to bring on...
I am your lord...
A fine beautiful lady
Singing her favorite songs...
A heart is halved in tears of joy,
And eyes then break upon your breast...
She came over for coffee
At the old wooden inn...