technology is great but it just can’t compete this keying and writing our words on screen this seeing and speaking our faces on skype nothing compares to having you close this being and touching our hands held tight this freeing of loving our hearts let loose

don’t bring me roses

just me don’t bring me roses  with their blood red petals   with their gentle fragrance    with their thorny stems     with their soft cool frills I could hold them close   and breath in their scent but I’d rather hold you I could look in wonder   at their perfect beauty but I’d rather look at you I…… Continue reading don’t bring me roses