Love is not a possession but a gift…Life lived without love
is a meager meek existence. This humble Minstrel will whisper words of love’s lament, silently through words…
Infatuation is loves passion gone unnoticed by the moonstruck eyes
of the soulful poetess…Only the poetess in the moon holds the master key to the secrets locked securely…deep within her mystic heavens… Their glimmer reflects an effervescence vividly shining from within hearts that believe in love…
