I love how we
tease each other with
tantalizing words
throughout the day;
like a soft breeze
flirting with the
delicate petals of
new spring.
and then when we
finally, meet at the
end of the day,
there’s magic in
everything, in
the way we gaze into
each other’s eyes.
I especially love
the way our eyes
dance with love.
Enough Hurting Those Who Love You
Wondering why you have so much hate
Before you see it will be too late
Trying to
We started as strangers.
We fell and became lovers.
We started with a, "Hi,"
You used me.
I thought you were the key,
But the truth is that you used me,
It's done and it's over
I'm through with misery
No more sadness
No more y
You may see me struggle,
but you won't see me fall.
Regardless if I'm weak or not
Hope Is The Thing With Feathers
"Hope" is the thing with feathers -
That perches in the soul -
And sings the tune
When a friend calls to me from the road
And slows his horse to a meaningful walk,
The answer lies true in my heart,
So if I tell you, will you tear it apart?
Or wi
The things I've seen will scar me for life.
Growing up, I've seen wrong and very little o
It was a late night in September,
The beginning of autumn,
When the image of a st
