The squirrel looks quizzically,
at the couple on the ground...
Purple Envelope
a lock of soft brown hair...
*copyrighted by a very good friend who has an...
A lonely wolf walks past a man, stops and stares...
Michael was the name of my boyfriend...
You're the beat in my heart
so gentle, yet so strong...
Fill my goblet with lasting love,
And allow it to overflow...
People whisper behind our backs
Saying that this will never last...
A soft spoken sound,
in the middle of the night...
Thine voice is like the early morning breeze,
That quenches my soul in comely embrace...
This still needs a lot of work..
Here she comes, the Epitome of Grace...
Drawing a heart upon the sand
Kissing you softly with a smile...
You draw me
Like a moth to a flame...