I want to be embraced in sweet surrender.

There is so much love in your heart.

Can love exist without lust…?

For survivors of a broken heart.

A poem written on a good day. I point out the things people notice when they come across the rare disease of happiness.

This pain is insufferable.

I wish I could still call you friend.

If only people were always honest about who they are.

A poem I wrote about when you fight with a loved one.

Moved on but still feeling the pain occasionally.