Martas poems:

She was Earth and he was Fire. They ran through life together like two fugitives from the same sentence. She loved him so much, not because she shared his bed, but because he was her mate, her warmth, her shade. She was a child when they met, but she loved him like a woman loves a man, without second thoughts, without regrets. It was tragic that after all they had gone through they should be growing apart, but because all that was so true...it was so sad She gave him her dreams and he gave her... Sign in to see full entry.