Don't feed the models, balloons must carry them away.

Your arms are the very structure of what I call home.


              The sound of your heart is the sweetest serenade.


I cannot describe how beautiful it is,
to feel the very thing that keeps you alive beat against my chest.

I am thankful....

For having the feeling that I finally got it right.

11.19.09

When we spoke my soul had a sigh of relief it said, "there you are, I've been searching for you."