Quiet Gentle Loving True This is how I think of You.

She wanted freedom more than love; so became Love in freedom

I am my own rock-bottom, strength of which I use to spring back and soar.

A room full of single women recently released from the penitentiary of love, having a sense of free— doomed to be much more than...

Did I tell you that sound I make with you brings such madness amidst joy.

Your shadow still causes ripples in my ether

In this time of need ebbing the feelings of mutual admiration you and even perhaps I require the essential sustenance of over and above...

I am not a part of this and also not equally a part of Yes that typical that So what is new except from how I or you may make it more or...