Love.

Sometimes no one is their for you but yourself. Believe in yourself, have faith!

Looking and observing in a club.
From :the notebook Simone June 7th,2009.

In memory of Ileana Lucia Adolfo Aseoche.

A vivid description of a lover’s touch, in one way or another.

Some promises are hard to make.

Heartache poetry for those who are heart broken.

Well I love them and here is why….

Darkness can hold many secrets. Even your shadow can hold secrets nobody knows about. So what is it you are hiding from everybody else?

A poem and a tribute to my father who died on Father’s day of 1997.