Let's see how it ends,
The dance of young hearts...

Intimacy is a garden, lush and green,
Where two hearts meet and souls convene...

Oh beloved navel, how wondrous thou art,
A precious mark of a mother's heart...

Faced with mortality, we are all consumed
By a creeping sense of dread, a fear unassuaged...

He thought he had it all,
A loving wife, a happy family...

Two voices clash in my mind
One pure and true, one less kind...

Rate me, oh please do rate me
Five stars or more if you please...

A noble heart beats within your chest
Filled with kindness, love, and the best...

The warmth I craved, I sought it so
In winter's chill and frost and snow...

Where has real love gone?
that strong feeling of affection...

As the morning dawns
And your breath reeks like a skunk...

From where he stood,
six feet above the ground...