Reckless wanderings of the wayward spirit.
Watching the Sun's retreat
Dedicated to a beautiful soul.
Who's up for bobbing for apples?
Learning the purpose of my voice.
Are somethings best left hidden?
Something I want more than hot coffee
My heart pondering new worlds
Memories of a time of giving myself
Dedicated to lovers separated.
Lovers' pleasure while straddling a mirror
The frailty of sex goddesses.
Beauty is not about appearances, but about trust.
Love is all about the act of giving.
