I’d Still Want You

I could be in the most beautiful place Surrounded by those that care Laughing and having a great time I'd still want you there. I could be sitting in a room all alone Writing a poem Worried about your feelings for me Worried maybe I care a bit more than you I'd still want you... Continue Reading →

The Trans Atlantic Route As I sit before a mirror Thinking of "I love you" Upon a hill of bricks Not a comfortable seat But more action Than my ass has had In years. I tap on the table in front of the mirror While I look at myself in it. Eyes that have seen... Continue Reading →

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