A fictional somewhat romantic poem expressing love simply as a feeling enjoyed without ownership.
As long as my arms
aren't physically involved,
mystery solved.
People are too physical,
love has to always involve
a physical act,
sex to be exact.
Sex is what screws
everthing up most of the time,
there are other romantic
adventures that should sublime.
I love Hummers,
but I own a Durango and Kia,
momma mia.
I love writing verse as a hob,
but it's not my job.
Loving someone doesn't
have to have an ownership tag,
to own a Hummer I'd need
quite a bit of cash in a bag.
Can't a person love a feeling,
even if it's romantically appealing?
Maybe they need to pay a price,
in a wedding they throw rice.
After losing her boyfriend in a accident, Alecia believe she's been seeing him. But that can't possibly be? When Brayden reveals himself, or his soul, he asks her of a favor. But when that favor leads to her revealing feelings for her dead boyfriends
He needs a wife. She needs a reason to trust him. He fell for her at first sight. She, not so much.
If you’re into engaging romantic stories with heart and humor, together with complex family dynamics, you’ll love His Practically Perfect Pla
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