Michigan apples
Michigan Apples Early September days. The Michigan apples, ready to be picked and enjoyed. People asked me, what are the gifts of nature? I tell them, one of them is, a fresh-picked Michigan… Continue reading
Michigan Apples Early September days. The Michigan apples, ready to be picked and enjoyed. People asked me, what are the gifts of nature? I tell them, one of them is, a fresh-picked Michigan… Continue reading
You get, what you deserve We steal, we borrow, we loan and we want more, we want less. Pretty feet, soft and tender legs I kissed softly and I looked in her eyes.… Continue reading
Remembering the fragrance of Winter I had lived the soldier life. The warm days of Spring did not bring love. The lucky sought the rendezvous with the sweetness of love when the days… Continue reading
Originally posted on PoeEternal:
I lay my head down on silence like a pillow Stiff The dreams are stagnant His lies are foulMy hope sluggish I cling to love like a parasiteAnd without…