Around your neck Catching the sunshine Reflecting the moonlight Dangles Hannah’s missing key You
Calling your name In a moment of ecstasy The hot tears creep down my cheeks Soaking the pillow Splashing on the wooden floor
Searching for the eyes of my lover… I look into yours Running my hand along the length o… My fingers crave knowledge of your… Inhaling the scent of my lover
One fate tempted day, two sculptor… On an unmarked path Tools in hand, spirits high What begins as a formless feeling, Starts to take shape
Tossing hair over my shoulder I straddle my broom And ride, dress aside 'Cross the City of My Liberation I sweep between the gothic spires
A pair of immortalized lovers on a… She, a raised surface in vivid ora… Her lover faded in murky darkness Faces so close they can feel each… Yet too far to be detected by any…
In a moment of fortune You throw your arms around my neck Little fingers imprinted in my sho… Little body radiates warmth I bury my face in a heavenly cloud…
Your eyes understand me With you, a universe opens in just… Although I always feel your prese… I can love you only in dreams I close my eyes to feel the softne…
After a moment of awkwardness, I remove my owlish “sheydel” And for the first time, we look in… Unmasked emeralds Catching the light of dark black o…
While sitting alone in a restauran… Arrived at my table Swirled perfectly in it’s dish, I… And it’s rich chocolate filled my… I picked up my spoon and found tha…
What is there beyond the caution t… I see myself in your words but the… And all I can se is your perfect… Better friends than lovers, but I… Or the insatiable lust locked in t…
My lover, my friend The rent is overdue I have been contributing on your b… Receiving nothing in return I cannot survive on nothing
The night begins with the tossing… Searching for the image which brin… She finds the image in your embrac… Sometimes as a protective hug A shawl that covers gently, yet sh…
Are we, as humans, qualified to vo… Are we, as humans, required to vow… Yet what would life become without… Vows are our anchors in a sea of l… Our borders defining haziness in o…
I am young, but not naive honest, but not innocent optimistic, but no fool I am intimate with unhappiness Run over by love on a way street
