A disorganized house is the sign of an organized mind

Kisses cooling on my collarbone in the breeze Hands wound in my hair Nibbles on my nape Pulling me so close we co-mingle That naughty li...

Will you miss me when I’m gone? When the dust clears And the smoke settles Will the memories fade? As the lights dime And the cur...

So many ways to say One simple little thing Do we fear the words themselves? Is it the intimacy? Or do we not really mean it When...