Not all scars show, not all wounds heal. Sometimes you can’t always see, the pain someone feels. Ah, you're working on some poetry and want to write your own emo poem? Well, you certainly can.

Poetry has evolved as a literary genre. Taking on a great variety of forms, its rich legacy continues to grow in rhyme and reason.

They were among the greatest poets of their respective generations. Living forever through their works, they have become some of the greatest poets of all time.

A poem arguing that virtue can not be lost by sexuality but rather gained by it.

A poem about Samhain and the tradition that lead to the celebration; which we today know through out the world as Halloween.

A poem dedicated to all the wonder that is the time of year known to all as Christmas.

A poem continuing the romance of the character to be found in my fourth book entitled “Rompryska And Other Erotic Tales” along with the poem “Rompryska, My Youth” which gave a start to it all.

Two Poems dedicated to two most beautiful Peruvian sisters from the capital that is Lima. One of light skin who comes in contrast to her dark sister of equal beauty.

A poem dedicated to a passionate Polish soprano who at one point inspired my romantic feelings and still does my keyboard to write about her and our time. It is in this poem that I include roles which her soprano voice might some day interpret.

Two more poems dedicated to those sisters from Peru, the memory of which will stay with me forever. All in spite of the near twenty years since the last time I last encountered them.

A poem about how sexuality is not enhanced by love of the inner being but requires only adoration of what be visible to the eye and its implications from within.

A poem honoring all those presents that are presented at the time of year know as Christmas.

A poem about a very young German girl, experiencing changes in the age of development.

A poem about a young French lady from Rouen who came in to my life more then 20 years ago and left it just after ours had ended.

A poem dedicated to my favorite all time aunt, whose tenderness will be mine to cherish, for she is the one I will always admire despite the passing of time and distance which at present separates her from me.

Another poem about the young lady by the name of Rompryska, who has inspired so many other of my works and even a book named after her. Rompryska, be erotic and this poem also captures some of that which the imagination can only envision.

A poem dedicated to Marilyn Monroe, not in an attempt to honor her for there is little if any my words may bring to her of such grandeur but to express those feelings which she inspires on to her ever faithful fan, not even born at the time of her death.

A poem about the true nature of my relationship with the young lady in the Rompryska poems as well as the up coming book “Rompryska and Other Erotic Tales”.

Planning a funeral service is no easy task, as people are weary and uncertain during such an emotional time. Finding

THE BOND OF LOVE IS NOT DESIRE, BUT NEED The bond of love is not desire, but need. Desire fades;