This is the love poem It may be the last love poem So grab it and run with it Grab it and run That was what it was like, Remember? Like running to catch that Rollercoaster That good and exciting...

stealing

"low life stealing the work of many"

Writing for you is a joy, a pleasure  and a passion. Loving you,  with poems, hot stories and words. And To see a worm. A filthy slimy worm take the poems and the stories, Calling it theirs  under another site. ...

I close my eyes to dream you inTo relive the moments I think we hadIf I lick my lips I can still taste youI can feel the bite marks on my skinTenderly sore showing where you have been Your words...

A dark vast expanse changes when your presence touches the air,  even if it's fleeting, the last few notes of a song surrounding the  fog I cannot see beyond, I'm still waiting for your hands to  break through this mist to...

The Eternal Goodbye

"Commemorating the Centenary of the outbreak of WWI"

Losing you was not a part of my plan, Not the day the war broke out, Nor any day following it, Soon though, It became painful and a real blow that I was struck with. We met on the summers...

Is Life A Dream?

"My life comes from thee"

Laugh and cry Live and die Is life a dream? Is life a dream Of days and night Are we merely dreams To find our ways Yet looking for a soul To find our way When you look at me...

Know euphoria, know the joy,Play with life as if it's a toy.Watch the sunsets, wait for the dawn,Know that someday your lives are gone.Let no worries enter your sight,Play in daylight and in the night.Childlike jubilance fills our days,Petals of...

I enjoy baking, It is good when it is just me, But, It is great when I do it with you. When I bake alone, I just get flour everywhere, Unattractively, A mess. When I bake with you, You place...