A wild bird… I saw the fear in her eyes.She told me that “I love you andI need you.” But I’m afraid.Afraid of losing myself in an emotionwhere I won’t be able to… Continue reading
I tried to memorize her face.. She was my midnight dancer and she loved the sea. She didn’t like loud people and she sought the quiet of the Monterey Bay. She adored band… Continue reading
The loveliest girl in Monterey… The loveliest gal in Monterey, she hated love and disliked men who begged for attention. I was the midnight poet and I would go to her shop in… Continue reading