Love-
dose it even exist...
Love is...
In this heart...
It's not enough to say,
I'm sorry for all those times...
I remember the Moon over the bay, at Sanibel
When we walked its golden sands, hand in hand...
I'm tired of being the only one trying to make us...
I've become a total gentleman, no longer a jerk...
Small breaths at the base of my neck
tingling down my spine...
*****
All of my poems are going to be based around one...
God protect and bless you,dear beloved.
I pray you're doing fine...
At later times I started to think,
Was it all even worth it in the end...
I want you to know that You've always been deep in...
I want you to know, so many things, where do I...
--
a strong inner voice...
Sitting at the beach
with sand everywhere...