Excerpt: T here are moments everyday when I feel, in my hands I must hold your face, And look in to your eyes and say I love you. I feel like holding you close at all times lest I lose myself in this life's maze, And feel your breath against my chest every morning new. Then at other times I miss your hug and your touch, And into my hands I yearn for .... Rest of the Poem at: creativebazaar.wordpress.com/2009/01/08/a-poem-without-a-title/
Launched on the 13th. 13 Random articles a month. How unlucky can it get?