They agree to meet up at a club one night. He arrives first and goes to the bar. A number of girls approach him, but
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Mother’s Day Poem
Happy Mother’s Day to all the moms out there. We come together to celebrate all of you from everywhere. And despite our own bias opinions
On My Way to You
I’ve stumbled along the way, through love’s tricky path. Haven’t seen the bright side of it, only shades of its ugly wrath. Time has shown
Solo Vivo Para Amarte
Buenas día mi amor hermosa, ay como te quiero. Ay que hacer, pero antes que todo, te quiero besar primero. Es mi bendición mirándote a
Circled In Sun
My world was feeling dark. As if it had been trying to exist with a circled in sun. Emotions were draining my heart of life.
Believe In You
Him: Look at me. You’re capable of all that you can imagine. Her: Thank you, but it’s been too long and I’m not sure anymore
Love
Love. We know of it in different ways. Love. We can feel it in all our days. Love. No matter the time, it’s there. Love.
Price of Trust
A sight to behold. The Lord’s fine work created. Wonders like these can’t keep our souls sedated. Glory, mercy, grace; all in abundance for us.
Peace, Majestic, Beauty, Love, Blessing, Desire
Sun setting in the background, A fresh breeze gently blowing. Peace. The sky filled with plenty of colors. Nature in all of its glory. Majestic.
Poetic Toast
Sitting, having dinner with you. We watch the sky; what a view! A luxury to be grateful for, that’s for sure. But seeing your beauty
No End
If you need a shoulder to cry on, I’m here for you. Cheering you up is a job that I’ll always be willing to do.
Not One Flaw
You came to me in my dream last night. Under a clear sky. Under the moonlight. With it’s reflection bouncing off the water. We looked
Midst of Doubt
While in the midst of doubt, he held on to the hope he had left. The hope remaining from the struggles that didn’t take him
Studio Affection
They sit in a recording studio for hours trying to perfect their new song. Him: We’re on the verge of something really special, I feel
A Prideful Beauty
She was sitting at her desk writing a message in a birthday card for her sister. He was just watching her from the couch with
Time’s Value
The tears drop once again. Another love gone away. Leaving us behind and not to breath once again. It’s all too common, yet we never
