2nd through 11th
Look up. There’s a portrait of you among the clouds. The song of your heart is written on the skyline. …
Look up. There’s a portrait of you among the clouds. The song of your heart is written on the skyline. …
I can feel her eyes staring daggers at me from across the room—sizing me up, eager to find fault in …
You are like perfume to my days, your presence diffusing from its high-concentration source to grace the farthest corners of …
Let’s pretend that you’re as smitten about me as I am about you. Pretend that when you walk into the …
I’m afraid to ask the people who would know the answer, afraid to let them know I love the way …
I bumped into Passion on the Street today outside the lingerie shop. She walked with me to the end of …
In the history of my heart you are the only man who can call me at 7:42 p.m. while I’m …
The sun has fully risen the cup is empty there’s nothing but dead silence on the other end of the …
I have made the conscious choice to never forget what it feels like to be taken care of by someone …
You have me walking the whole length of McKinley Road after work on a Wednesday because I got to be …