Today being a day for lovers, I thought about our first lingering kiss, how sweet, tender and innocent it was. I liked it so much I asked for another. He was more than happy to oblige.

Fast forward years later, they have become just simple pecks on the lips, as common as saying good morning or hello -- not as sweet. I think I might surprise him before he leaves for work today and just plant one on him, that should liven things up. Happy Valentines Day!

Helpless, that's how I feel.

Watching her little chest rise and fall in a restless sleep. 

Heart rapidly beating, racing toward who knows what.

Breathing tortured, raspy, wheezing -- a horrid cough throughout.

Her color faded, lips dark, eyes peaked as she briefly looks at me, no beaming smiling face.

I hate it when she gets sick, no meds can work fast enough to ease the illness -- please Lord take it away.

The fertility angels visited me in my dreams. They held the huge looking glass that reflected a naked me in a misty surreal essence of Holy beauty. I was

captivated, staring at my body, caressing the smooth skin of my full belly,

admiring my nurturing and voluptuous breasts. I was Venus, pregnant. I could

see the smile of a faceless father that appeared from…

What is a heartache, what does it feel like? When you’re emotionally hurt you really feel it. It swells like a balloon about to pop, like the blister from a burn that needs to be aspirated to release the poison.

It’s like the person who hurt you has clenched your heart with their fist and

is slowly squeezing it with a tightening grip until the mass of everything you

ever gave oozes out in a bloody…