‘Sunday lovers’
Sundays lovers Me and you lost in the cotton sheets. The sun sneaked into the room and you brought your body closer to me. You whispered. It is Sunday morning and we… Continue reading
Daily Archive: August 4, 2018
Trees and Time – A poem
Please read and enjoy the work of a talented writer.
‘Dirty little secrets’
Dirty little secrets I watched the moon rise and the sun run away and I remember ‘ You and I’. I’m the dancing moon whispering words of love to you as we… Continue reading