In the dry heat and Dust, long have I walked. I am Parched. She comes like one Long awaited, to My care is she sworn.
Tag: why I love her
University She inherits, leaky pipes But with potential Unruly pupils Question her authority. She is, Professor.
Dive in your waters Deepest, never will I sound Your depths; my love swims.
Struck was I by light She shone to my mind’s darkness; Show’d me thus my light.
Honduran wife, meAmerican, kids, mixed. WhenMy son gets anxious, And has a tantrum,I like to chuckle, they’re justHispanic attacks. His angelic faceBelies his unrelentingFocus, willpower,
She has given thought To the pattern of sparkle on The ceiling, and she Would have preferred for It to have been uniform, Consistent. My