Love…
…brings hope into one’s heart that is rooted in uncertainty and bound by possibility. The fire in love’s risk dampened by understanding sculpts a heart quietly inflamed.

Taken from “Love Plain and Simple” by Nicole
I get butterflies,
every time,
You look at me,
touch me,
talk to me.
Big cheesy smiles across my face,
You fill that empty place,
Deep in my heart,
Where it has been lonely
for such a long while…