What is sweeter than milk and honey when your lips are parched of water? Your soul’s shine and the simplicity of your genuine heart’s beauty. Your love is subtle but keeps me in a state of breathless awe. I am not capable enough of consuming all the love you possess for us. But I’d like ...

I want you to strip my dying heart. I want your lips to tease my skin, I want you to show me how much I need you, I want to show you how much I want to undress your clothes from your skin, I want to feel you deep within my core, I want us ...

You give my heart life. You give my heart light to shine. When I was lost in the dark, you were not even a thought… Soon, I found out I was wrong Since then, you have given me love. I ride high and low. With only you and just you. You and your love are ...

Shard glass on the ground of my soul. A window with stains of pain, fear, hopes, dreams, and more. You peek through. Can you handle it when the picture of me is different than you thought it would be? What I’ve learned – People can turn to ghosts in an instant. Not just in death, ...

The cracks are showing, but I don’t fear the fall or the mend to making it crack-less Tie tight, dig in, hold on.  The axel turns-we’re both made aware the stars may shift, but we’ll stay  aligned. 2000 miles, can be cruel.  Let the miles taught us all they want.  we have the power and ...

Glisten, glow, and shine. A winter white snowfall.  A warm silver-white glow of a high moon hangs in the ink-black sky.  You and I covered by the warmth of a plush warm blanket.  glisten, glow, and shine just outside the window.    Glisten, glow, and shine. A winter-white blanket of snow covers the world outside.  ...

Your heart is a love poem.  He said effortlessly. My heart quivers in a beautiful and pure truth; that is us and you. A keeper of secret hopes.  He is all mine now. My heart aches sometimes still.  My heart quivers in anticipation for you. Your heart is a love poem you said. My only ...

What are your hands really for? What are a pair of hands true purpose? My hands are there to hold you at your weakest; to hold you at your strongest. Turn my palms into cups so that they catch the tears you shed.    My fingers will act as ties to keep you from going ...

My heart to you, Is very much like the sea, The storms of my feelings for you, Flows around you like a huge tidal wave, In its depth, I’m washed over by your passionate love, My heart to you, It is like a seasoned ocean of blue…

It’s your vivid history that brings me to you, Your compassion for life has made me fall in love with you, What’s above the sky is your gentle heart and your eyes, What’s below is your erotic touch and your sultry voice, The soft temper of your being, Is what brings me to you, What I love deeply ...