You wanted me to write something for you that could cut deep and soothe all at once, but you know that I don't everbelieve in ever penning half measures. I don't want to write about butterflies or go on about...
Love Poems
She and He
"it's been awhile. Just a little rambling ❤️"
She was flawed Not yet bloomed Charming pink Scent of swoon He was spring She was dew He the sun She the moon He the bee She the bird He the seed She the earth
Happy Thoughts Again
"Enjoying each other"
I love that our life has shiftedThings are so much better hereAll the stress has been liftedNow there's happiness and no tears We laugh and enjoy each otherThis is now where I want to beYou're my mate and my loverI...
Combustion
"Relearning sexual chemistry"
Autums last leaf fell Winters lies setting in Pretty white coat covering Lonely heart it's kin Burning embers lost spark Something lost in remission Spring trying to rekindle Pushing life in transition Distance between us covers More than just miles...
I once arranged songs for you, plucked from a collection that hums through my nights, melodies that summon nothingbut the beats and codes we found.The first is about a last kiss,just one before I go,and that always and foreverare hands...
Once upon a time...Isn't that how stories start?Well, once upon a time I thought real love was Red drawn crayon hearts, Butterflies and goosebumps, Friday night movie dates, Kisses in the pouring rain, And Tiffany boxes Full of sparkly things....
A Journey Of Love
"Will you find the one?"
Will you find true loveWill it happen to youSomebody you're proud ofA love that is true You look all over the placeFor that special personSo many smiling facesCould be while you're working You might meet through friendsOr a dating websiteCould...
My Unfallen Soldier
"Why do we hurt the ones we love"
My wounded soldier so strong, You rise up again and again. The battleground is our deep love, Your wounds I inflict on weak whims. You say we'll grow ever stronger. You say it's alright, I will learn, How to trust...
I Want to Tell You
"With a little help from my friends . . ."
It is the hourWhen from the boughsThe nightingale’s high note Damn it! Oh god! That’s Byron (I say)The words are not mineIt sounded so goodI thought it inspired Now I’m depressedI need something newTo express how I feelSince I met...