Hallowed be the fragile space that dwells between man and wife. It is God’s blessing that holds the wisdom of all creation. It is a flame that ignites a lover’s kiss. It is beauty tha...
Since man’s basic instincts are similar to animals, his sexual desires are also. He has no control over them. They are controlled by our creator who gives him the desire to procreate....
Music with arms that never let go, a mixture of power and tears, of passion and the running of pass… the flowing of the river of the sp… winding around the chordal banks
Higher up than the gangly Sunflowers that oversee the well-being of the roses, up higher than the top
With leaves of green and the livin… A great displeasure to October is… A plan of attack is waiting in the… A strategy is in place as autumn b… An arsenal of brown and a reddish…
Denizens came out to play again near the road and around the bend, behind the camouflage of vibrant g… where it’s safe from everywhere an… Springtime spread out its emerald…
As the patient danced into the office, jubilation was written all over his face. His psychiatrist asked what made him so happy, and he answered. “Please don’t try to analyze my thou...
How can baseball and football clean up their sports when human nature in general is far from being squeaky clean? Notoriety has its own price to pay. It is exalting as much as it is b...
Nut House Boogie Nut House Boogie, boggie woogie My name I forgot my name is Rudy Birds fly around and into my soup Tastes kinda weird, sorta like poo…
Of whispering winds and dismantled… come melodies split into harmony a… secret argots sung by the forest w… bending sounds through the barren… Winter’s etude is on the tongues o…
Stay away finale, for my heart is… This time while cherished moments… When my spirit is touched by angel… Through sunsets and glossy crimson… Down heaven’s corridor with velvet…
A hard fought game is comprised of winners; those who play up to their potential. They have confidence, self-esteem, and ambition. Even the losers are winners, in order for the game t...
When the Devil’s fire gets too ho… And the seed is scattered O’er hill and dale, And the kindled skin becomes ablaz… And the blood overruns its banks,
Red and yellow dressed in Autumn… and days set aside from all the ot… seasons into seasons as time never… painting the forests and the unset… Mother Nature keeps busy like all…
Two lovers on skates, music weavers weaving into one, one dream, one ballade, one sunset… one rhapsody, one song, one space, soaring, upward lifting,