take me where everything is soft and wild . . . give me love like flowers and fire. – butterflies rising come dancewith my wildnessand play inmy beautiful messand drip wild poetryon my lips whenwe… More
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When Your Dark Clouds Roll In
When Your dark clouds roll inand I hear your thunder rumble,I promise, I won’t run for cover.I’ll hold you, and slow dancewith you in the rain.~ By Onur Taskiran
I have nothing special to offer…
I havenothingspecialto offerexcept mycapacityto love you.– a.r.asher
You Are My Blue Crayon
You are my blue crayon,the one I never have enough of,the one I use to colormy sky.– a.r. asher
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