Romance writing

  • Call Me Shakespeare

    Oh! Has this truth been truly seen! But a glimpse into a floating sea of strange reality, but a knowing truer than true can be! Who is Shakespeare? That terrible, desperate soul, falling, falling, landing evermore in the stories of… Continue reading

  • Will You Love Me?

    If I hold your hand still, if I paint your world bright, if I sing you my songs will you love, will you love me? If I answer your needs with a need of my own, If I paint your… Continue reading

  • Beyond It All

    I will always be here. Feeling this depth of life, remembering how much I have loved and lost and never regretted a moment. Life has never attacked me, though I’ve been broken by its force many a time. I try… Continue reading

  • Softness

    I will whisper my softness to you every night. I will whisper my softness. To you. Continue reading

  • Searching

    It is the softest kiss lingering within a dream. A wish of the soul to be held. Arms that lay bare. Eyes on a wall. It is quiet, it is searching all around for you, my love, for you. And… Continue reading

  • Lavender

    They used to meet in the meadow and gather lavender. How sweet it was to raise their faces and breathe. How sweet it was, just to be. Side by side. Alive.   Continue reading

  • Scarlet Dreams

    Grip my body in darkness and I will show you your soul. May the black of the air around us swirl with scarlet dreams and indigo flight. Continue reading

  • In The Arms Of A Dream

    If I sit with you. On the patio, by the sunflowers. If I find you with my soft and steady gaze. If I give you my heart, if I whisper your name will you hold me? In the arms of… Continue reading

  • Let Us Dance

    Hold me with your eyes. Feed my aching night, lover sweet, and I will be your spin and tumble and roll into the haze of the forgotten day. The air around me soars with the thrilling madness of you. Take… Continue reading

  • Those Eyes

    There is a softness between us. I gaze, but I do not see you first. I feel you, first. I know you, first, down to the bones that hold you. I would ask for a kiss, but I see it… Continue reading