What does a man do day and night
dream of being a pretty, loving...
Bare feet, ripped jeans
a colorful tye dye tee...
we drifted apart
what once was is no longer...
The empty side of my bed, the hand missing from my...
The open space in my embrace, the affection...
We have both been through so much pain...
Yet somehow we both found our way to happiness...
Like ice melts on your warm palm
Once it melts...
If you with wit and patience reach my chest
And veer in left, be wary of your find...
Another year in passing,
A faded flame now an after thought...
I And You
Many years ago...
One day, the Dust said to a Broom,
“Love, sweep me off the floor...
Oh dearest love!
Why abandoned my gentle soul...
Love is loyal and crazy
Love is optimistic in the face of pessimism...