Upon my heart—
the diary...
It was an intangible love, a presence. It was you.
It was us, you and me, always...
Hands held so tight
Love deep inside our heart's...
May 2025
They were there in thought when I wanted to write...
You and I...
You the moon...
She called me Red -
When the world collapsed...
I thought love was a language
I’d forgotten how to speak...
It's easier to think
of nothing...
When you are full of feathers,
full of flight...
I
love...
In a world where our hearts beat as one
Underneath the warm shining sun...
Relationships like pages, where most begin blank
And start at the first page of the book...