“it is to be savored like a seabreeze-whispereddream...in the mysteriousblue minutesbefore dawnlike a secretinfatuation.... like slowlanguorous sipsof green tea... like a lingeringglimpsea self-wrappedparadiselike his name upon my lips.”

“it is to be savored like a seabreeze-whispereddream...in the mysteriousblue minutesbefore dawnlike a secretinfatuation.... like slowlanguorous sipsof green tea... like a lingeringglimpsea self-wrappedparadiselike his name upon my lips.”

“Look, moonI turned silver for you.”

“I want you to crave the crisp ocean breezeas much as I do.I want your soul to beas rain-swept as mine.”

“At the end of the day all we ever need is something that helped pass the time and something that keeps time from passing.”

“Drink in the moon as though you might die of thirst.”

“sometimes i am not sure.if i am writing the poemor the poemis writing me.”

“when i write of you, my deari am holding youin the most exquisiteways.”

“the sapphire depthof my own love...startlesand warmsand wounds my soul.”

“when i speak to youi speak as thoughi am offering a rosein your hand.”

“Look athow deeply flawedwe areand yet capable of lovingso perfectly.”

“A poem in the heart is worthmore than a million dollarsin the bank account.”