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.
Friday, February 19, 2010
Napalm Stiletto
her beauty stabs me across the miles deeper than a dagger and the wound haunts me everywhere- stiletto of icy fire- a tangerine scalpel thrust into my heart as when, descending, she pierces my immortal soul.
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