Of Love

If it's about love, it's probably here. Lust too, I suppose...

Supposing I Did

It sounds so strange to say / She used to love me. / When I can still read those words, / From years ago. / I often wondered what our / Fu…

A Tinman, Swindled

“There is nothing there within,” / She sighed. / “There is nothing there within. / He is hollow, cold and safe, / In his armor made of tin.”

Ending

My arms are empty now. / My heart is full, and how / Can I let another moment pass? / I cannot let a moment pass, / Without telling you…

Just To See Her Face

I had seen her on a Wednesday, / Red shoes crossing the wet street. / Blonde hair, blue eyes, red shoes, / Long raincoat down to her feet.

The Ride

Her blonde hair flashes over my face, / As she bites her bottom lip and cries out, / A rebel yell into the wild night, / With her white h…

Simple Tastes

I once was asked, / Which flavor I favored, / Of the Neopolitan design. / Do I favor the chocolate, / The strawberry, / Or vanilla, of …

The Truth

I could say I have my reasons, / And tell you I meant this to be. / Or simply speak the truth, / In the hopes that you may see.

Such Is The Way

A blade stabbed deep into the snow, / Near vanquished hero’s hand, His foe / absent of life’s tender glow: / Such is the way I love.

The Note.

I love you, because my heart tells me I have no choice.

I Don’t Believe in Magic

I don’t believe in magic, but in your presence I’m possessed.

Strawberry

Her loving, beckon chance, / Through her gentle gaze enchants, / Ensnares me, her gallow / Lifts me gently off my feet.

Waiting.

I’m waiting.

No Title

Naked people. Somewhat.

The First

Loves first tender embrace.

To My Love

Thanks for nothing.
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