Seeking love can be such a bitch.

A poem about the exhilarating effects of exercising.

My strength is my power to propel me to the edge during this hour.

A poem about how I feel with the day to day struggle with life.

There is no other man for me.

Nothing further needs be said.

Can I become a better man by leaving this place and moving my life elsewhere?

This goes out to my one and only true love. We have loved each other for over 10 years now. I have always loved you and each day my love only grows.

Why do we need to love? If love could tie us to an empty doorknob. Why should we be loved? If love can’t bring us the call of heartthrob.