My soulmate is my life; all that I live for. I get up in the morning for Her, I write verse- carrying on a one-sided conversation- for Her. She is my passion, my partner, my wife, my muse, my best friend, the love of my life, the object of The Eyes of My Heart.
Thursday, April 15, 2010
Without You
winter; the woods empty; the axe sunk in a stump; its thud a sob startling the sleep of a dreamer waking, calling where am i? who is there?
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