Isn't it like me,
to throw caution in the air...

I said to him, "Flattery will get you...
Except there...

Your heart
is no longer pink and plump...

My bones have weakened to jello
over a man who refuses...

Cosmo says
the best way to reclaim your dew...

Lately...
I feel like my guitar...

I saw them there-
your words framing you...

Yesterday, while browsing Lowe's
I stumbled upon the river rock aisle...

I suppose I'm expecting
you'll dim...

It's apparent our tide is moving
in big waves of opportunity...

I wish for the hush tones
of a distant finger...

Darling,
It's 8:02 am. Cold and snowy. Winter is just not...