The stranger song….
The stranger song Pretty lady asked her old lover. When did we become strangers?Once we talked, danced and sang the whole night through. Now we sit together. Your eyes had died and your… Continue reading
The stranger song Pretty lady asked her old lover. When did we become strangers?Once we talked, danced and sang the whole night through. Now we sit together. Your eyes had died and your… Continue reading
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….”Ce n’est pas parce qu’on se remémore qu’on oublie, c’est parce qu’on oublie qu’on se remémore”…. @solenev 🇨🇭 Il y a, en tout cas, …
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They say all poets at some point in time possess and express in overabundance one or two or three or four of the traits listed below:…
Paris, London, Basel or Barcelona…. We were wanderlust, whiskey kisses and sleeping till noon. We loved clotheless mornings and afternoon meals. We loved loud music and we loved the sea. I would tell… Continue reading
You are my music….. We found love in the lost and found. You are the most beautiful gal in the world. I remember your smile, I remember your laughter. I painted your skin… Continue reading