Its hard to think
that her other lover is better than me...
I don't love you, and I am not in love with you
And my life is not depending on your smile too...
As cascading water descends upon her shoulders as...
She quivers in my chiseled arms as the ecstasy...
You, my love, are an array of serenades,
each floating gracefully into the next...
Wild hearts
Like a storm...
Under a tangerine moon
two lovers met...
For the things you never did.
Isn't this bad...
Satin sheets of the purest white
Against naked skin sensual, delight...
With dreams of unreachable beauty
pain bleeding from inside...
Sometimes I wonder, if I could just
Fill up my heart, with love, till the brink...
Those blue eyes set me off
i look in them and see how much you care...
So gentle they looked
Oh sweet they could be...