Roses and lovers…

Roses and lovers… “O my love, O my love. I said: Let me fall or stand, let me fall or stand, let me live or die, but this once hear me speak- O… Continue reading →

Should of loved you more…

Please tell me a story…

We had the month of May, once.

The painted memories…

Make me believe…

On the thread of a word…

You are in Paris and I am here…

(Paris in 1979.) You are in Paris and I’m here… I hurt myself again today and I allowed you into my thoughts. I read your words and I wished I was someone else.I… Continue reading →