Libbie darted through the porch door and into the sparkling sunshine. She raised her hand to block it out of her eyes and peered into the driveway. There he was, waiting for her as usual at the end of the drive, just out of sight of the house. She jumped the three steps down from the porch to the path and hurried toward the car. He smiled to himself as he saw her come through the door. He didn’t know what the hell he was...

The look that I notice, When I’m stroking your hair, That moment of wisdom, You give to my ear. The boy that was hurt, But grew into the man, The rage that you feel, That I now understand. The touch of your hand, As it brushes my skin, The tremble you give me, Comes deep from within. The darkness that takes you, Quiet tears that you cry, I wipe them away, But inside I just die. The strength that you have, Gives me safety...

Who I Am The poems that I write, Are me through and through, Rather a quiet girl, And sensitive too. The heartache that’s in them, I feel on most days, Not fiction but truth, And my heart it does pay. My deep inner soul, At last being set free, A peace settling inside, And cathartic for me. The me that you don’t see, And I haven’t shown yet, Is my silly and fun side, On the forums they get. I’m sexy and slutty, And I have...

Sad moods overwhelm me sometimes, The ache of the loneliness I feel, Covered up for my friends, If only they knew. I have an emptiness inside you see, Always present, always there, A wound so deep it can’t be healed, But I hide it well with a laugh on my lips.I see couples holding hands, Kissing as I wander past, I smile to myself but cry inside, Why can’t I have that? I’ve always felt different within, Never quite fitted...

That time of morn again, The time when I wake up, Just for a second I think he’s next to me, And then I remember, He’s with his wife. He’s with her, Waking up next to her, Her skin warming his, His lips kissing her good morning, Touching her when he should be touching me. That time of day again, The time when I have my lunch, The stolen calls he makes, Telling me he loves me, How much he cares. And I believe him, Everythi...

I’m Home They met in the April, And fell deeply in love, Their paths came together, As two became one. The brush of his lips, Woke a desire deep within her, The touch of his hand, On her breast. He was gentle and tender, Made love with a passion, Their innocence given, To each other forever. She murmured I love you, He whispered me too, Forever my sweet, Til death takes us. Years passed by so quickly, Love filled every da...

Boxed up and forgotten,A passion neglected for so long. Un-used and alone, Worthlessness took over.Then I met Him.The softest kiss upon my lips, I felt his strength that moment. His words unlocked hidden desires, Doubt crept in.Then I accepted Him.He opened my eyes, Gave me my value. Opened my soul and poured his in,My wall came down.Then I adored Him.Your heart is mine he told me, And mine is yours I said. I ached for th...