Dear Cheryl prayed to the stars for the crying night moon… Once a beautiful woman believed love was grand, the kisses would become sweeter and love would save her. She would find me… Continue reading
We were young once… “We poets in our youth begin with gladness; But there off in the end despondency and madness.” Wordsworth “Soldiers rest! Thy warfare o’er, Dream of fighting fields no more:… Continue reading
I left a lady crying… Lady true lay down alone.Words of love left her upside down and alone.She ransom her heart for a endearing love.’She wanted to devour love with all her heart… Continue reading