Tight lips, hidden tears, screams no one hears,

Doubt, regret, words left unsaid,

Alone, untrusting, always looking for something,

Smiling, always hiding,

Secure, endured

Satisfied, telling myself lies.

A new day a new way....

The emptiness felt at the bottom of the heart,

Stomach muscles turning is a delicate art.

Relooping thoughts in the mind,

A smile drooping, left behind.

Heavy breathless breathing,

Anger’s edge, the jaw is seething.

Harmful disclosures, piercing the soul,

Unspoken words are taking their toll....

Love vibes in the air

Everything I want to hear.

Eyes looking far away.

On any given day.

Smiling like Mona Lisa

Saying I need ya.

...

It's such a beautiful sight—a pop of color in an olive-green sea of trees.

Yellow wings caution is what it means. Let it be something only seen.

You are grabbing your heart a flutter of another degree. The regent Whistler is a sign of death. It could be....

Always there for them, always meeting their needs. Even if it stems from greed, they’re viewed through rose-colored glasses—the perfect one who constantly needs the beloved one, the only one they truly believe....

Lay down and lay sweet.

Think about momma as you dream,

Together, hand and hand,

Momma and baby are dancing in dreamland.

Lay down and lay sweet.

Think about Daddy as you dream.

Together, hand in hand, Daddy and Baby dance in dreamland.

Lay down, lay down, rest baby, lay sweet.

...

Flickering of lights

Anticipation begins

Water stains on glass...

Stepping out of the shower with my heart pounding and a slight grin on my face. All I could think about was how long I had waited for this day to come. With a bit of anxiety to go with my excitement I began to wonder if this is the right thing to do. Quickly that thought was forgotten with a new worry of did I forget anything? With my emotions everywhere I couldn’t believe our wedding day was fina...

Do you love me?

Do you love me, not?

Silence....

Three quarters have gone of a year.

Leaves are falling all around.

The sound of acorns hitting the ground.

It is a time of year we hold dear.

The holidays are near.

Cheers, that familiar sound.

Watching the football being tossed around.

The atmosphere shifts when the Nightingales appear.

Crickets are calling, and the leaves are crunching.

**Smelling woo...