Star-crossed lovers
made of clay
washed away
one stormy day


Told by others
never meant to be
swept out to sea
love drowned endlessly

This is a dead end.
And I can't turn around.

Some many years to get to this place.
Love, laughter, goals, children.
How could

Sonnet I

Hie thee from me, untimely fate,

I have no cause for thanks to thee,

I asked not for love, nor for hate,

Yet I

"The Nth Degree"

I don't want to hurt the one I love, by baby hates it when I'm down
But sometimes I swear I can't bury

Beyond

I've never seen his face before

But I know the soul inside

I've never touched his hand my life

But his thoughts