Love me warm, Till your heart grows cold, See me young, As our eyes grow old, Show me truth, Give no lies, You make me feel Alive, Although we...Read more

They crowned me not with roses, but with iron thorns of state. A girl wrapped in silks and whispers, told that love could wait. The halls were fille...Read more

In English, we say “I love you.” Simple, three words, soft on the tongue. But in poetry, we say— You are the morning sun warming my bones, the ink t...Read more