My eyes meet his and I understand exactly what he's saying. He's my person. He's my home.
Second VerseI want to make love, but my hair smells of war and running and running.
Teaching My Mother How to Give BirthI long to look at my holiday season with eyes that see the Christ in Christmas.
Preparing My Heart for AdventMusic from my iPod was setting my life to a dramatic soundtrack that only I could hear.
Petite AnglaiseI want to be my own wedding singer at my own wedding. But first I’ll have to audition.
This Book is Not FOR SALEYou are my dark turned to bright, the day into my light. A vision of splendour to my lights, light.
UnrequitedBut I saw the pain and sadness in everything, and swirled it round my mouth like a fine wine.
Your Voice in My HeadI'd rather be stung to death by a bunch of piss ants. ~Synola Harper, You're Busting My Nuptials
You're Busting My NuptialsI still feel that I am in my prime right now but I think my best fights were in my thirties.
Larry Holmes