I reach out my hand To take ahold My eyes and ears To learn him so With him in my arms I hold him close Head on my pillow His body in my bed He is my beloved My one and only He is my teacher My friend and my mate I adore him My lover He comes to me like no other He takes care of me With his loving ways My love I give to him Freely each day He is my only I own his heart Our love is a simple fact It grows deeper without del...
The drums beating at my brain like rain onto a window, soft yet stabbing into the silence of these 3 rooms. One, a mall filled with clown faces, false expressions of undying love and the bogus perkiness to be compared with that of a young pup. Two, a room of eccentricies and sunshine brightness. the innocence of a newborn child, in the arms of her mother with the bliss-filled eyes and haggard expression. the shadows behi...
