I was condemned after I saw your face… I was looking for the wide open road and some kind of freedom.She sat alone on a barren road on the back road of Texas… Continue reading
The dance of the flowers.. Please my dear love. Let’s dance in the wild flowers fields and near the Lake St. Clair.You and I. Blessed by the moving water and the dancing branches… Continue reading
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