3 am poetry..
3 am poetry.. 1- She flashed her eyes at me she told him. Johnnie, Johnnie, be bold and careless with me. I laughed at her words and I told her. Never adore a… Continue reading
3 am poetry.. 1- She flashed her eyes at me she told him. Johnnie, Johnnie, be bold and careless with me. I laughed at her words and I told her. Never adore a… Continue reading
Painting pretty pictures.. Tonight I am drinking the Irish coffee and I am remembering better days. I am painting pretty pictures with my words and I am trying to remember your face. I… Continue reading
I want to entangle our two bodies into a storm of never-ending needs and want. Please tell me, I am your everything. I want demanding kisses and 3 am dances. I loved her… Continue reading