The Thought of her is a sweet, sweet, infinite...
Her Aroma is a sweet, sweet fragrence...

I touch you lips, I touch your thighs...I look...

Infatuation wears a dark mask of love, fooling...

You speak of yearning for those words from my...

Lost without you in this fast paced world, and so...

How can I know it's truly love you feel? Can it be...

I spend my time, thinking, wondering, what's next...

Love shouldn't be feared it should be...

She leaves me breathless with everything she...

It is no dream.... For what dream can tell you it...

It creeps up on you like a bedtime story in the...

Dreams...The only place when I can be who I want...