Poetry, like love, evolves. It weakens and intensifies, it dissipates and then floods. Love is mysterious and amazing. It's true, what the world needs is more of it, and this is my tiny contribution in the form of prose. Publishing a book of poems is on my bucket list, and this is the first of many (I hope!). I chose poems about love for my first book, even though I find poems I've written after heartache to be even more compelling, but the poems in this book conjure wonderful memories, and make me smile. I hope at least one has that effect on you, as well!