I am a poet and writer. |
How strong you are my friend?
Have we not met somewhere...
Puppy loves, young loves and hopeless romantics...
congratulatory cheers fro the girls side...
What was it that drew him to her?
Was it her rosary beads hanging on her mirror...
Old weathered hands, like baseball gloves ,like...
Hold the cold steel shakingly ,smoking like a...
Old weathered hands, like baseball gloves ,like...
Hold the cold steel shakingly ,smoking like a...
What was it that drew him to her?
Was it her rosary beads hanging on her mirror...
Puppy loves, young loves and hopeless romantics...
congratulatory cheers fro the girls side...
How strong you are my friend?
Have we not met somewhere...
When in fear, choose to love, for perfect love cast out all fear. |
You can not be focused on yourself and others at the same time anymore than you can swim in two directions |
Attraction is not love anymore than one flower is a bouquet, it is but one part of a big picture. |