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There are true and exact wordsthat always lead back to you. Take your breathing for example,that exact whisper you exchangebuilds and grows up untilyou ask for permission My neon loverall roads lead back to you. Nicotine fingertips trace My brokenness I hide inside, just not from you. You love how My cologneit reminds you of…

It is the nightingalethat draws out this gift. Well born or otherwisethere is but one girlwho craves the wordsof her poet. She will have his lovecome ruin or raptureshe’ll know both sideswhen the night falls. Quiet are her stepsdrawing closer, she whispers,“Let the birdsong guide our love.”She stares in disbeliefconvincing us that her heartis strong…

There’s a difference between being sent away andbeing placed a certain way. There are strict instructions simply meant to befollowed exactly. There are also whispered termsas equally importantit’s all in the delivery,so which methodwould you choose?Electric loveand that snapwhen your eyes turnfeeling the silhouetteat your side. The touch and release gamecomes flooding backthe double addictionthere’s…

The wordsthey come to playlike live wiresSo full of lifeand dangerin the same way. Love is preciousso we steal time awayselfish to the feelingbeing equallyloved and adored. That sensationbeing the centerto someone else’s worldis a powerful conditionmake sureto take special noticecare and nurturethose you love. Without words of knowledgethis ancient contracthas existed long beforewe ever…

The best reason to askwhen all other pathwaysare far and away the complicatedways to go through life. I’m sitting outside w My 4-year-old German Shepherd, Linkin, because one of his 3 jobs is to stand guard. His need to protect is something that’s genetically incorporated into his being. The funny thing, he HAS to sit…