I never forgot you.
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For Amy Lynn Watkins.
Written: February 2010.
There is no mistaking your finest years.
Continue ReadingA sonnet, for Amy Lynn.
Continue ReadingEntanglement of the flesh…
Continue ReadingBasic instinct.
Continue ReadingA love poem I wrote for a loved one.
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