he sucked the nectar from her heart like a famished butterfly.

There will never be color blindness in a culture of fear.

I needed to see, needed to know, needed a whole lot more.

You deserve good things, and I want to be one of them.

And at some point I would like to talk my publisher into doing an anthology of my poetry alongside some teen readers poetry. It would be fun, and really wonderful to get their stuff out there.

And this is a kiss like none before, a kiss that could overcome the dark of deep space night. It's a falling star, flame, ice. It's pure as water from a snow-fed mountain spring. This is what you dream a kiss to be. To have a kiss just like this each and every day! How satisfying life would be.

Commitment means losing yourself to gain something temporary. Nothing lasts. Not looks. Not love.