I do not write love poetry, but..
You are the water that quenches my thirst...
Suppose
-hypothetically...
A lonely road I have traveled for far to many...
Those nights so dark and cold...
I love you,
You love me...
Art
Untouched skin...
If you love me
show me...
Love is hatred love is hell
it looks happy but alls not well...
In my existence in the human form. I've come to...
deeper, radiant, glowing, intensely magnificently...
Love is written from the time we are conceived
We grow up and wanting to believe...
There is a Stand of Beech
Stark and skeletal...
For you are the one
God sent from above...
Love has no limitations.
It has no boundaries...