To Susie Q:

Oh, won't you be my Valentine?
Your eyes so brown, your lips so fine.
When I look at you, I can't define
they way I feel, but it's not benign.

Oh, won't you be my Valentine?
Be mine, be mine, be mine!

--Butch

Paris, December 1795

I wake filled with thoughts of you. Your portrait and the intoxicating evening which we spent yesterday have left my senses in turmoil. Sweet, incomparable Josephine, what a strange effect you have on my heart! Are you angr...

Hey you,

Our intellectual and physical attraction is exciting, but the emotional uncertainty can be painful.

I'm not sure where (if anywhere) things may lead, and I'm not sure I enjoy the ride ...

Twanna

Hi,

Two years ago, I opened, unlocked, closed and clicked. You inserted, squirted, stopped and repeated.

Thank you,

Twanna

1 Corinthians 13

Love

If I speak in the tongues of men and of angels, but have not love, I am only a resounding gong or a clanging cymbal. If I have the gift of prophecy and can fathom all mysteries and all knowledge, and if I have a faith ...