A fictional romantic poem expressing love wrote in the singular.
Your love fell on me like
a ton of bricks,
I am a man of vanity,
I have no tricks.
I would never hire a magician,
but instead I think I need
a heart physician.
After your love blast,
my heart is beating too fast.
I refuse to go to
the doctor you know,
because I really don't
want this heart to slow.
I'm a sucker for your love kiss,
I want to keep my honey bliss.
As long as this love remain,
it will keep my world sane.
I reach out to your lovely hand,
freeze up the hour glass sand,
enjoying this feeling so grand.
you just keep getting better!!!! This is loaded with sweets and lots of sugar...from the first line to the very last, and your art work is beautiful too, I remember you saying they were yours?
I loved him. At age twelve he touched my heart with his music. At age twenty he captured my heart when our eyes met as he sat on a stage and sang Four months later, he fractured my heart with his refusal to allow us to stay together. At age seventy
A story set in 10 years time where two bodies are found in the river NITH in Dumfries, south west Scotland. One is a blind musician and police informant while the other is Poppy, a young girl. It brings Mark and Carla together with different views i
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a ton of bricks
Amazing how that happens some times!
Love,
Chanti Lace xoxo
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :D