Spring came to us with fresh blooms this year.
Our new surroundings pulled feelings up from deep...

Getting old isn't fun
....duh...

Who is the girl that I call my own?
A vision that's risen from loveliness sown...

The job of a poet, to enlighten the world,
And show us what it can be...

Sun setting over plains of desire.
Shadows get longer next to our fire...

Apollo, god of REASON and TRUTH.
Brother of Artemis the CHASTE huntress...

Where did you go?
Your place beside me is still warm...

Beauty is truth
Beautiful as you are in spirit...

Honey do.
Otta' do...

Raking Leaves.
Yearly ritual...

Love is...
Eternity condensed...

I hope you celebrated long and hard,
As you deserve to do...