There's two kinds of women--those you write poems about and those you don't.

“But one kiss levitates above all the others. Theintersection of function and de…”

“I surrendered my identity in your eyes.Now I'm just like everybody else, and it…”

“The Quiet WorldIn an effort to get people to lookinto each other’s eyes more,an…”

“Reminiscing in the drizzle of Portland, I notice the ring that’s landed on your…”