"Sometimes lips whose soft touch
Warmed you,
Told you what you needed/wanted to hear,
Spoke words of love and tenderness,
Are not so dear.
Things happen . . .
..." - read whole poem
"Feeling the crisp air filtering through my hair,
I slowly close my eyes, shutting out God's beautiful masterpiece...
Supping in the moment, my mind flows down my arms.
How, with such ..." - read whole poem
