Author Archives: Love Returns Here
Sand at the bottom of my SCUBA bag remind me of where I’ve been
Men who don’t know how To feel love say women don’t Know how to love them
His lips are heart shaped Is it because his mother’s Lips were heart shaped too?
What does it mean when Men pause….. their speech and tsk, sniff And sigh, endlessly
Is our history more or less important than who we are today?
World full of broken – Things – headlight burned out. Is there Beauty everywhere?
stomped all around, roared like a baby dinosaur then I felt better