Roses are white and rare to find comments are...
What it is now and what It was supposed to have...
There is no right or wrong decision.
There are no idiots nor brilliance...
I And You
Many years ago...
A black screen fades to light
And draws the text to the eye...
An Older Poem I wrote in 2006! Trying to bring on...
I am your lord...
A fine beautiful lady
Singing her favorite songs...
A heart is halved in tears of joy,
And eyes then break upon your breast...
She came over for coffee
At the old wooden inn...
You have been on my mind
For a quarter of a century...
In pieces.
A once whole thing...
Mouth are looking for mouth
between verses...