Love Quips

I see a flowered field, fed beautifully by the light rains of spring. There, the romance of butterflies and the lust of bees reign, and a moment of hope is born. She is sitting there, […]

Perhaps my life hasn’t prepared me for her arrival, but rather prepared me for her absence.

I have a dream…

…for all the things she knows, there are many things she doesn’t.

Let me love you back, in the way my heart demands of me.

Despite my story wishing things were different, that for once a heart was in tune with mine, and that the timing was perfect for a resurrection of my hope, there is always something I can do.

Sanity seems a darkness in which I’ve lived too long. I wish to walk in the light of craziness!

There was a time when you were but a hope, a dream.

I can feel the goose bumps rise all over my naked form, touching me in places I’m rarely touched, in a certain way absent from the journey I’ve been walking.