Reflection
A reflection of a mind...
9-1-1
I think Im about to die because when you walked by...
I will walk at the beat of my heart
talk at the speed of my heart...
I'm burning up with your thought
your soul sets me ablaze...
First our lips meet
My body senses an exciting greet...
**This poem has no rhyme pattern, I decided to...
I could hear everything...
Beautiful, vanilla fragrance
Engraved secretly in my mind...
A World All Our Own
Passionate kisses upon my neck...
We’ll meet at the door
Eyes fixed, a deep embrace...
Hold My Hand
The time of the world to end...
This spoken word poem is dedicated to my sweet...
Mine heart of fire I name thee,
spring rains alchemy of blood...