Fear, He Said, Ran All

She Feels And She Cries. It Is To Be Admired.

In My Mind My Obituary Is Done.it Is Done And It Is Right. It Tells The Truth And As Awful As It Can Be, The Truth Is What Matters. It Is What I Should Be Remembered By, If I'm Remembered At All. Remember The Truth. That Is All That Matters

It's Cold And It's Winter And The World Has Gone To Sleep

We Stare Into Each Other's Eyes And Softly Kiss Speaking And Saying More With The Movement Of Our Lips And The Tips Of Our Fingers Than Words Will Allow Us To Say. Words Can't Say This. The One Word Love Means Too Little For What It Is. It Means Everything And That Is Still Not Enough. It Doesn't Communicate Even A Fraction Of The Feelings Involved. Love. The Word Is Not Enough For What It Is. Love. Love.

Be Patient And Wait. Your Mud Will Settle. Your Water Will Be Clear.