His little black bookA mystery to mostOne could take a lookBut never figure out the host To understand his madness His scribblings and suchYou had to explore the brightnessHis mind often touched The entries were enigmasA code so well keptLike entry number 420 said,“@6pm Gibson Les Paul guitar” To the naked eyeIt didn’t mean muchHe was clever but shyWhich was always my hunch Always willing to give a lessonBut that was cert...

He strolled into her life from out of the BlueOne sweet drunken text later“Take my hand baby, I got enough love for two.”She took it and slowly two hands became one  A sassybunny with a cheeky grinShe captured the heart of the man of SinAlways a picture from head to toe Even her boots are off now, you know  He slapped her assWith a cheeky grin“Keep it up and you’ll getthe clothesline again.” She giggled and wiggledAs she...

She built the walls highEncased herself within No one was getting thoughNo way, No how  She doesn’t know how Or even why But he found the smallest crack To let the light inside  A beacon of lightWhich softly shone A light so bright In her darkness alone The light made her wonderYet still cower in fear The soft ample glow Made a tear appear  “What do you want?”“Why are you here?”He reached out his hand “I just want to be n...