He may be a nobody to you, but he is a somebody to me..

He was an erotic necessity, clad in denim...

The covert conversation between fingers and flesh feverishly heightens the senses and emboldens the soul when the prospect of discovery is inevitable...

Silver and gold pale into insignificance if you flatter me with blue nights, romance me with pink lips and woo me with purple prose...

Why believe in dreams, that promise a reality, which will never be?

Relying on one person can make you dull so broaden your outlook, find new friends and have new experiences...Life is waiting for you to live...

A time when sky blue love bids farewell to the day and before dusk falls, the sunset ignites the smouldering embers of the moonlit soul...

My soul has always been here, waiting silently for that fleeting touch, knowing home resides within our timeless desire...

Love is the soul's reward for all the previous heartbreaks...