Billy played with the key in the lock. It was raining so hard that the umbrella Alexandra held over Billy’s head blew inside out. By the time Billy pushed the door open they were both soaking wet, and smelled like wet sponge. Billy turned the alarm off and switched on the lights. “Surprise!” Billy leaned over and scooped Alexandra into his arms and carried her in. Pivoting on the heels of his feet, he showed her the full view of the café before putting her down in the center of the room. “When did you have a chance to do this?” Alexandra asked walking around the room. “The floors are magnificent.” She knelt down on the floor and leaned over using the floor as a mirror. “I can see my reflection.” “I love your excitement. But don’t use it all just yet. I’ve been coming here working into the wee hours of the morning.” Billy took her hand and outlined her lips with his free hand. “You keep on amazing me each and every day. Whenever I begin to question our relationship, yo...

Alexandra stood outside Dan’s front door. This was the last thing she expected to be doing. When she said goodbye to Dan two years ago, she had closed the door to that part of her life. In the beginning he was great, but the more she got to know him, the more she knew he wasn’t the one for her. The worst part came when she had to let him go from his job. No one had her job knew that they were dating, which was prohibited. What could he possibly want from her now? The night before she wanted to tell Billy about Dan. She had nothing to hide, but she felt that the past should stay in the past. No sense in bringing up something that had taken place so long ago. Besides, Billy had given her the best Valentine’s ever and she wasn’t going to let anything ruin it. Alexandra knocked on the door, anxious to get this visit over and done with. Dan opened the mahogany front door and looked at Alexandra with a smirk on his face. “I’m here. Wipe that smirk off you face and tell me what t...

I'd like to thank everyone for stopping by blog. I placed everyone who left a message on a piece of paper and threw it into a Shop-rite bag. The winner of the Valentine's Day blog hop is: Cheryl Lynne. She will received an autographed copy of my book of poems: Masquerade of Love.

Imagine my surprise when my doorbell rang at 7:30 this morning and my boyfriend stood their with the dozen red roses pictured. Valentine's Day isn't about how much you received, it's about what is in your heart. I'd thank to thank everyone for stopping by. I was floored at all the hits I received from all over the world. I am glad that I touched your heart. And please, take a moment to comment and leave your email address so that I can contact you if you win. Happy Valentine's Day! A Valentine’s Day Celebration of Love Love can show up in some of the most peculiar places, when you least expect it. Sometimes it’s right there in front of you with obstacles standing in its way. That night, when you appeared in front of me I knew what needed to be done. It took many days to open up be willing to take that chance, letting you into my life, never realizing it would be a life changing. As our relationship grows, so do my feelings. The walls I had up, start to slowly d...

Welcome to Day 3 of the Valentine's Day Blog Hop. If you haven't had a chance, please take a few minutes to visit the Valentine's Day Event Page. Don't forget to leave a comment and email address so I can contact you if you win. Valentine’s Day No words can describe how I feel inside. Since I met you, time has stood still, and my life has been full of sunshine. I always knew that there was a pot of gold on the other side of the rainbow and that is you. You have been my inspiration, encouraging me to achieve my goals, showing me that you care. Through my eyes, I see a loving and caring man, one that is perfect. You are a rare jewel that was sent to me by an angel. I thank the heavens above, for showing me the light, bringing you into my life. Thank you for stopping by.

With a romantic Valentine’s Day dinner behind them, Alexandra and Billy returned to Billy’s house to work on the menu. Billy opened his front door and Alexandra gasped when she walked in. Soft music played and in the living room was multiple bouquets of heart shaped balloons and about four dozen red, pink and white roses. “Billy, this is gorgeous.” Alexandra walked around the room looking at all the personalized writing on the balloons. “I’m amazed. You have made this the best Valentine’s Day ever for me.” “I just want you to know you mean the world to me.” He reached his hand out to her. “Come here. There’s still more.” Alexandra took his hand and he led her to the couch facing the fireplace. To the left of the fireplace was a huge easel covered by a black sheet. “What’s going on here?” “You’ll see in a few minutes. Just give me a few more minutes to set everything up,” he said, lighting the candles on the table and throwing a few more piece of wood into the fireplace...

Today is Day 2 of the Valentine's Day Blog Hop. As promised, I will share with you another poem, which is from both Masquerade of Love and Reflections. Don't forget to live a comment here, along with your email address so I can contact you if you're one of the winners. Best Friends All my life, I looked for that special man who will stop me in my tracks. That special man who will make my heart skip a beat, keep a permanent smile on my lips, and turn my tears of sadness into tears of joy. A lover who is also my best friend. Who’s there for me in my darkest moments and in my moments of glory. A lover whose hugs are a priceless gift, kisses which make me melt, and a simple touch that makes my eyes glow. That special man who listens, communicates, supports and accepts me for me. The most precious feature about that special someone is knowing that when I close my eyes, I’m wrapped in his arms, waking up beside him, and sharing tomorrow.

Welcome to one of the most romantic times of the year. I will be giving away copies of my book of poems: Masquerade of Love or an electronic version of Reflections - A Collection of Love Poems. Each day I will post a love poem from my books. Don't forget to leave a comment here, along with your email address so I can contact you if you are the winner. Stop by the Blog Hop Event page where there are over 260 authors participating in this event giving away awesome prizes. Waiting for Tonight I wait for tonight to live my dreams of today. To feel your fingers slid softly down my cheeks bringing forth a shiver elevating throughout my heart. I close my eyes and I’m lost in you, nothing else seems to matter There is silence except for the sound of your breathe and the sound of our bodies pressing against each other’s. I’m lost within you from a single kiss and your gentle touch. I yearn for your love and the way I feel every time you take me in your arms. I set the scene with red cand...

Tomorrow starts the Valentine's Day Blog Hop. Stop by the event page here and visit and participate with the chance of winning many prizes. The Hop runs through February 14th. I will post a love poem every day. Stop by and leave a comment to be put into my drawing to win a paperback copy of my book of poems, "Masquerade of Love" or an electronic copy of "Reflections, A Collection of Love Poems.

Billy and Alexandra remained in each other’s arms under his black satin sheets. The smell of their lovemaking remained evident in the room, along with the smell of the meal Billy had cooked and they had yet to eat. Alexandra wanted to lay there all night with him. The warmth of Billy’s body felt good against hers. But the sound of Billy’s stomach growling caused him to stir. Kissing the top of her head he said, “I’m starving.” “I must admit, me too. I hope dinner isn’t ruined.” “Not at all.” Billy slid out of bed and put on his jeans. “I’ll be in the kitchen warming everything up. Take your time.” Alexandra freshened up. The only thing that she hadn’t taken with her was her black eyeliner. Most of her makeup had been wiped away during their lovemaking. For tonight, the natural look would be in. This time, she paid attention to the small details, which made the night so special. Earlier, she hadn’t noticed the centerpiece of fresh flowers and the cloth tablecloth and napkins ...