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My dark angel arrives In the nick of time On raven wings To be with me on the edge Of the abyss Standing beside me She holds my hand...

lucky you to be loved by a fool and lucky me to be a fool in love and lucky us to be foolish and in love

There are no hours slower Than the hours between The hours I spend With you

Your eyes Smile Like Your smile Touches me Like You touching me Feels Like You Feel Like Home.

The days are hot this summer and there is no rain. I water my lawn on occasion, and my neighbors water their lawns every day, and the only d...

The Plunger and the Toilet Brush (with apologies to Edward Lear) The plunger and the toilet brush stood beside A beautiful porcelain th...

There are just the two of us, Harper and I, and we are talking in the dark corner of an all night diner where you can still find a waitress ...