Cute

Way over yonder where the billabong flows
Lives a rather funny looking animal
With an...

Hi my sweetest of things
Your November is here.
And only you"
Those My heart remember...

It's late.
She walks past me running her hand along my back as she goes.
Her smell.
...

My never ending
search for whatever
this psychologically gout
riddled rhyme stir to...

Why is it that first kiss...
Oh so delicious...
Instantly vanishing...those lips
...

As she flies through the sky and across the moon a little known witch will meet you soon.

The Broken Heart

One heart so vibrant and alive with love
One heart so strong yet gentle as...

Our skin is soft and sparkly,
Our hair is made from rainbows,
We poop colorful magic,
...

Me loves he
though he is dirt.

Me didn't know,
him was a flirt.

Oh gosh,...

(my fashionably late xmas greeting
could long foster for this century 21 a meeting
of thee...

This poem is a Magic Spell to Turn master Poet Barda Gales
into a BUTTERFLY.,.when the Footless...

He was special to her,
She was special to him.

But they were opposites,
Like moon...

Sweetie Sweetie little Goldfish...

You sure do enjoy swimming and blowing those kisses...

...

Sparrowsong there he is...

Who Heidi?

Have you been spending time with the owl again?...