Flowers crept slowly towards my souls wall
Yet in starry nigh
I could feel your tears as the placid rainfall gently, lovers eyes
Shall I call thee to my side?
I love thee with all my heart
I shall never find another one is joy heart soul in the world
Till each love shall veer seem so glad it calls m,e to the side of whispers tender love
Thy soul rings ,my heart as the eminent doorbell of love laughter
I shall never find another Feathery kisses, wintry voice sings
Lasting memories, casting memories
Venetian lace wrapped around her bodice
Casting the moonlight, to her silhouette
The Valencia Rose
There hearts, soul joined as each lovers reel
They dance, they feel again , the ones they love
Time opens the portal, seconds to minutes
Heather strewn among mystical dancers
I met Jerome on a busy city street in Baltimore, Maryland, when he was forty-five years old. On that particular day, I was out and about, enjoying a much-needed day off from work.
I wanted to purchase a sukiyaki sub. I parked my car in an area of