When were born their blue... Like hydrangeas they change their hue... So many colors like flowers in spring... Our eyes change colors... it's truly serene...

I’ll be your candy apple, your sticky sweet serene. You’ll slide inside my ultra glide and glaze my Krispy Kreme.   I taste like cotton candy. You pound my tambourine. I twirl my skirt. “Please make this hurt!” You rip me at the seam.   Your bumper car has...

From your lips I could not stray.... For in your blood my spirit lay.... Bound to you I'll forever stay.... My dearest love.... I'll love you each day....  

This room has seenus to the last.The years have cast our meetings hereas images on frosted glasswith raindrop spray.Our secret past is sealed awayinside a dream…This room has seen a placewhere I belonged to you,and you alone belonged to...