“Forget me not”
Forget me not I dreamed of you, I dreams of us. I picked-up the phone. I was dreaming of your face, your voice, sweet like the German sweet Summer wine. I dreamed… Continue reading
Forget me not I dreamed of you, I dreams of us. I picked-up the phone. I was dreaming of your face, your voice, sweet like the German sweet Summer wine. I dreamed… Continue reading
Strangers, trains and planes She called my from Paris. She whispered I will be in Monterey soon. I will meet you at the Monterey coffee shop on Tuesday. She held… Continue reading