Only fools lay claims where lovers thread for when such love is renewed, lovers dance upon their heads.
Why do I love poetry? It's more than word play, less about the pay. Let's just say that for the first time in along while I stopped running, stared back at my darkest worst and said, 'Come here, you b...
sometimes i am not sure.if i am writing the poemor the poemis writing me.
Hold my hand,and let me catch your paceEven if i'm last,you on first; we both won the race
Your love intoxicates me into an intoxication of intoxicating intoxication.
Thou doth not know the tragedy of a tale between two hearts till the tears of a forgotten love dissolve into the scars of yearning and seep through the cracks of the broken, leaving behind a trail of...
Love will find you when you least expect it to. It will come unannounced and find you in an unusual moment on the strangest of days!
Understand the poem not the poet.
And like nectar inside the bud,my blood drinks from your blood, beloved,and starves to join the salvation in your eyes;to be understood again and again, by your nakedness and certainty, a humbleness t...
You are the explosion of carnations in a dark room.Or the unexpected scent of pine miles from the woods of Maine.You are a full moon that gives midnight it's meaning.And the explanation of water For a...
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