To be seen through,
clearly and concisely...
The memory of your laughter
devours the miles...
To be honest, you
left me behind...
When it comes to you
there’s a lot I thought I’d never do...
Your lips—
my shelter...
Under the moonlight too
Lovers would kiss and...
I dream of myself,
for that is where...
Could you, at least in silence,
confess you love me back...
In every gentle touch a spark ignites
My love grows just for you and...
I thought I’d only do it once.
The vows, the choosing, the long stretch of life...
I wanted to be wanted
I wanted to be loved, it’s true...
Dear Mama, don’t die—
please...