I folded my heart,and placed it in your pocket.I am dressed in you.
Poet & Storyteller
My pillow misses youmore than I do. The way you taste,the way you feelyour kiss echoes goodnight. A sheeplost its way to the moontonight. We…
When I got in the shower,I noticed that you hungyour washcloth next to mine.When I realized,I stared at it for a minute,feeling a relief that…
Love’s a rose, isn’t it?Don’t believe me?Give it time. After a few hot days,give it a cold night.The petals start to droop,the edges curl round,the…