The night was silent
a rare ambience...
We carry a specialist of love
what we carry is a design of love...
Like rain to a flower
And Sun to a day...
Love, I thought was meant to be
A word that makes you smile...
That day jealousy crept through like filthy rain
Why did you show me your shadowy stain...
A poem is a poem
Unless it's about love...
Whether or not we are here tomorrow,
Tomorrow, we'll remember these moments...
An entire weekend together, the forbidden fruit...
This one was alot closer to that goal but not...
Love is a choice
but love has so...
You are the Crescent of my moon, the crimson of my...
The clearness of my day when the world falls...
A cliche question: What is love?
A skipped heartbeat...
He asked me, how do
you take yours? I nodded...