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Desire, once overwhelming, Retracted most abruptly. Intimacy, once effortless, Exiled most assuredly. Driven into the depths of my lonely soul ..

We sit on the bed, for a talk we cannot postpone The cadence begins, the bugle is blown Our standards fly high, as we head for the field Our fami..

What is the point when enough is enough? When she sits him down to call his bluff? Which lie is the lie that is one lie too many? Has he no consc..

My soul has quivered in anticipation As your fingertips lightly brushed over my skin. My body has trembled in exhaustion As I gazed up at your fa..

Fiery love, born from the ashes of past hurt Tentative, but willing to hope again Burning brightly, illuminating the cold darkness Only to be sho..

As is my habit on Sunday afternoons, I pulled into the parking lot of my local Kroger.I immediately noticed the large sign inviting me to “Com..

Searching for something, anything That will tell me what I want, What I need to know Like the child pulling petals From a fresh picked daisy, ..

A friend asks “how are things?” Innocent query, born of mild curiosity. How do you answer the question? Do you put on your happy face..

Mi amor, mi vida…yo te quiero… I’ve reached a fork and must make a choice… Do I keep pouring my love at your feet? D..

a dream...risen from the ashes...