Nail my wrists to the cross,
Burn me to the core...
**This few lines are dedicated to a lady with most...
A heart of angel woven with threads of love, Oh...
After many a day of feeling alone
and friendships a thing of the past...
Lighthanded,
she whisks a spoon around the kettle...
Smiling pills? who need
those when you are around...
We both entitled
one another with names we...
Written to Ben -naughtymouse for a club challenge...
In the sanctity of your poems...
I'm Thankful For Brittany
Dedicated to my kind and caring friend Brittany...
Friendship to me is something that comes in a...
Not quarters, halves or thirds...
Don't you try to understand me
For you cannot and never will...
Even though we have never met
And we are such a distance apart...
TITLE: His Criticism/ Your Work
* this is dedicated to Rohit on this site...he was...