like a woman

With the depth of a bottomless pit I sink into your eyes.

Through that window I enter a void, where I wish to be.

Breeze-like kisses on your soft face my lips secretly wish.

Between the wall and me there is only you and two heart beats.

Why must a wrong feel like this and, why do your hands touch beyond skin?

Ecstasy from the nothing, desire beyond any control.

The want to make you feel ...like a woman,

a reason you were looking for,...to believe.

~personal poem (R.Suazo?)

Love

Love-

It is not a word, nor a single action. In truth, it can never be wrong

Like the sunrise, perfect in every possible way. It is many things and yet it must exist

In the small space of the heart. Once found it can bloom endlessly, with no cease.

It can choke one's throat, bring one to tears...

But it never hides in shadows or in darkness

It never feeds itself on deception. It grows with trust, honesty and compassion.

Nothing less, always more.

-Personal