A poem about dreams and how it feels when they don't come true.
I've had a crush on a guy with a twin brother before but I have never had a crush on both twins...except this one time. This poem is about some very handsome twins I met.
I wrote this back when I first met Harlen. He was all I could think about in both a dirty and clean way. WARNING: EXPLICIT ADULT IMAGERY.
The Chase can be fun but it gets old after awhile. Especially when the person you are chasing is sending mixed feelings and being evasive. Another poem about Harlen.
Sometimes I like to merge by background in the physical sciences with my love for poetry and romance.
Love is a fickle beast that is hard to catch and when you do its hard to hold on to. I have yet to catch and keep it.