“I want to read every book that’s writtenhear every song that was sungI want to gaze at every cloudand hold the zing of each fruit on my tongue.”

“Tell me..how do you stand there?filling the doorway….of my life.”

“I had embraced you…long before i hugged you.”

“moonlight disappears down the hillsmountains vanish into fogand i vanish into poetry.”

“there is some achingthat will only heal…in the mosque of sleep.”

“I breathe in…the fragranceof love, and moist sandthe onehis roses lefton both my handsI just keep on breathingevery momentas much as I canpreserving it, in my bodyfor the dayit can’t.”

“i want to stay curled and cosiedand chocolated….foreverin my mother’s arms.”

“and the afterglow…of your gaze…is the onlysweater that I need.”

“May your love for me be likethe scent of the evening seadrifting inthrough a quiet windowso i do not have to runor chase or fall… to feel youall i have to dois breathe.”

“in the afterglowof an evening raini lay downin the grass and think of youmy body acheslike an after-kissbreaking in soft firesand wildflowersmy dear, i will always bethis tender for you.”

“i’m glad to be alive in a world wherehis gently awakening eyesnourish the morning sun.”

“For it is up to you and meto take solacein nostalgia’s armsand our abilityto create the everlastingfrom fleeting moments.”

“love wounds me with soft pillows with tender lips and fingers”

“With callused handsi tastedthe softness of the moonin the coldest windsi discoveredmy soul’s warmest fireplacein the roughnessof his stubblethe tenderest love.”

“I am filled time and againwith a heart-aching wonder when I thinkof the fireand frost of memoriesof the everlastingnessof lovethe solace of familyand the power of prayer.”