‘The lovely silence’
The lovely silence The real poets and writers know. The silence is golden. Words become meaningless in the midnight hours. True lovers don’t need to speak. They allow their mouth, hands and… Continue reading
The lovely silence The real poets and writers know. The silence is golden. Words become meaningless in the midnight hours. True lovers don’t need to speak. They allow their mouth, hands and… Continue reading
Payment due my friend I sat daily by the Lake St. Clair lake. I watched the boats go by and I write and read. I drink coffee and I fall into Jack… Continue reading
You can’t go back to I wanted everything and I wanted nothing. You held me so tightly. Made me feel so loved and so needed. I was fleeing love when the flame was… Continue reading