Love in any language is a beautiful thing...
Faith is not a science Yet it seeks to invoke wisdom and understanding Faith is not a nature Yet it desires to shape our reacti…
I met a woman once who asked me a series of questions all of them I suppose I should have had answers for
So long ago You were a girl With eyes full of stars That I could lose myself in With dreams of tomorrow
do you feel that more importantly do you
what is it about you that captured my interest was it the art of the eye or the poetry it contained was it your twin lenses
Enveloping all of creation… Wrapping itself around me Every inundated inch of me… Embraced by your supple nature Entre nous… Entre nous… You whisper as you cover me… Your wispy hair...
Eve my tattooed nun born with a heart free from the bondage of sin for all is permissible
*when asked to describe Eve she is not tied to any particular… for it is the power of her passion… in its myriad of forms which draws me in
As I crossed the threshold of her door, which the perverted love of others disuses, thus making the crooked path look straight... Yet there I found myself in her lair, with only slight ...
Listening to the wind tonight I hear a distant call Like the voice of a longing lover As she lay beside the leaves of th… Its expressions so gentle
a poem about laundry? sure ... I could pull it off
** the Hatter speaking with a deckhand while searching for the Seamstress (the Hatter sings) Your left handed rhymes remind me of a woman I heard about... not so long ago... or was it s...
passions bastard children our young love
** message found posted throughout… note: links to other parts in subt… note: play song link above When in the course of the Hearts… It becomes necessary to dissolve t…
i saw an advertisement for a movie i did not watch where it was possible to fall up everyone wants to fall