Newsflash, I still have a heart and it continues to beat even when I wish that it didn’t. News of a New Heartbeat… maybe I thought you would like to know “Sweetness” but I’m only dreaming aren’t I; there is nothing to report on the two of us.

Poem.

This is a poem.

Romantic courting.

A poem for a certain someone.

I feel the pulse of mother earth beneath my feet and muse of how she remains unchanged by time.

A little something I wrote for the man in my life.

The heartbeat of America is in every American.

You do magic…

A dream… of a certain type, wet and wild, dangerous, and growing but I’m still here all alone as always. I wish there was a night in which, me and some girl could make the bed springs sing but there never is. “Feel The Vibration” but the dead don’t move…