Lovely Liz and an amazing Marion Hill song.
Lovely Liz. With pen and paper, I write, spilled blood upon notions of things wanted and so damn far away. We secretly abated love and you became my wish to behold. I wanted… Continue reading
Lovely Liz. With pen and paper, I write, spilled blood upon notions of things wanted and so damn far away. We secretly abated love and you became my wish to behold. I wanted… Continue reading
One more time.. Should I stay or should I go? Should we create a fire, we cannot put out.I whispered sweet baby, just one more time. Just one more kiss and just one… Continue reading
My whiskey.. She danced alone on the dance floor at the Jazz club. Moving her body with a gentle ease and making every movement of perfect long legs, wonderful womanly curves and hips.… Continue reading
Down, baby, down Dreaming and believing, living and dying, loving and hating, lying and crying. Good days and the bad days. Demanding or careless? Song and slow dance we need, deeper… Continue reading