Softly lay me down to sleep
An infant secured with peace...

If the wind could speak or whisper
Through my ears with tender...

Within the depth of the beholder's eye
Where beauty resides with constant shy...

Hands interlaced and-
Touches that manifest affection...

I have written your name on the sands
And notice how the waves drown it beneath...

In an unfamiliar room,
Ever still and deafening...

~Written For a Contest~
The dawn is breaking as the sun ascends...

This is not my work, this is my gf's work, a real...
In The Arms of a True Lover...

Base on a reality, one of my story
The Cold Night We Shared...

It was our promenade
The venue was so scenic...

*Please be kind enough in finishing the poem if...
A mind in the state of pandemonium, a body feeling...

*Please be kind enough in finishing the poem if...
Her Body wrapped by intense arms...