Tag: The dance of love is like nothing else. There’s nothing more mysterious. Nothing more maddening. Nothing that’s ultimately more of a secret.
On Love, Sweet Love: What’s Up With Commitment—and Endings—in Our Lives...
I Knew a Good Man, Darling I knew
a good man
who couldn’t
relish spring
and the sweetness
blooming
in his garden.
Relax, my
love, enjoy,
I teased,
laughed, whispered,
pleaded.
Shouted.
Then
I realized
a piece
was
missing,
a promise:
I am yours
and...