I was struck by the enticing and acidic smell of the roses in the small garden… I could feel my body becoming a free and a provocative...

I swore I’ll never write again… The rhymes are buried deep… in vain… I know deep down we’re all the same… We’ve learned to live and...

The ghosts of the past always come back to haunt you… From their dark corners of the oblivion they’ll appear back into your life… over...

I don’t know what love is. Crossing paths to darkest places… In a crowd of faceless faces… Could it be just that… first look? Could it...

I can move mountains with this love running through my veins… You stole my heart and gave me back my soul. I can’t even remember who I...

I’ve lived with all my heart every single moment of our love. I remember the first time I saw it… Time just stopped. I saw it growing...