It was a late night in September,
The beginning of autumn,
When the image of a stranger
Appeared on the left corner of my laptop.
He was tall and handsome,
He had a bald head, "damn" fit,
In his late thirties,
Way better than Brad Pitt.
We clicked in a second.
He took off my gold mask,
And when his green eyes looked at mine,
They took my breath, not only that...
From time to time I find myself
Lying in these sheets,
Closing my eyes, trying to feel
That the man touching me, is him.
They come in waves,
my feelings for you.
And not pretty whitecaps
dancing
I've never been the type to say what I feel
So basically I keep everything inside
You came into my life so quick
A beautiful friendship happened in a wink
My feeli
I love your eyes and your soft sighs.
I love your inner beauty, too.
I love the w
After the fierce midsummer all ablaze
Has burned itself to ashes, and expires
In
Don't Go Far Off, Not Even For A Day
Don't go far off, not even for a day, because --
because -- I don't know how to say it: a
Time doesn’t heal wounds
to make you forget.
It doesn’
I wish there were words to express how I feel,
But no words I see will do.
No wor
You're the beauty in the sunrise,
The soft warmth shining in the trees.
Joyful li
She had looked for his coming as warriors come,
With the clash of arms and the bugle's ca
