• Like a soaring eagle that owns the skies, our love cannot be touched by harm, and or lies. Doubts may attempt to cloud the was, her smile bright as day. Regenrated in devotion, love cast over me like a witches potion. A deep heart full of love and care. Bonds strong all that is fair.


    A gentle touch. Soft, and kind. A place where no worries exist, peace of mind. Day by day, love leads the way.


    ~I dedicate this short rhyme to my beloved Jasmin.