We knew love had no space.
No choice, but to force it into
tight space. We handled with
delicate hands.
Anticipating expansion,
while we played like kids,
laugh like old friends.
Love was on reserve.
His smile was infectious.
His dimples, imprinted in my mind.
Emulating his smile like it was mine,
all mine.
No other intoxication like warm
hands on tight hips. Like lost eyes
finding their way back. Like love was
deferred for a moment.
Brown Eyes
I've always used words to describe him
Enjoy Life!
Life's too short to be wasted.
Love Relations
Relationships are like lemons,
Go With Grace
Each morning of this month
Secret Lover
I've never been the type to say what I feel
I Am Trying
I know there's something great in me,
There Is Always Hope In Friendship
It was a day in the life
Forever Friends
The friendship we have is so rare to find.
My Best Friend
Whenever I am lonely,
Never Letting Go
She tells him she loves him when she doesn't care,
