Poetry can take you places that were once only traveled by your imagination.

My emotions have already spilled out on a canvas; I need you my king, to rescue me from the madness!

Perfect bliss, from just the thought of you next to me.

I’m a man of integrity. My heart is locked and I have given you the only key.

Forever, if she promises to never part the ocean where the river sings.

Conditional love. Far from Gods original love.

No matter who’s looking at you, love, honesty, and kindness will always make you beautiful!

If poetry escapes my mouth then it shall seek comfort in your heart. Will you keep it safe?

Can somebody please explain how humans can be so inhumane?