I want to sinkAnd lose myself 600 ways in youLosing myself in how you feel, How you smell.A softness that doesn’t frayBetween the heat Shared…
Poet & Storyteller
I want to sinkAnd lose myself 600 ways in youLosing myself in how you feel, How you smell.A softness that doesn’t frayBetween the heat Shared…
Your voice is like an old friend,always there.No matter the timeday or night. Your voice, a call away,to share an opinion,a thought or two. The…
Lay on top of me and tell me how your day went.Was it just right, or was it too over the top?Did that one friend…
Your voice forms the bricksof a well-built home. It holds in warmth on a hot day,stores heat on the cold ones.Your voice is a shelterone…