The dance.
The dance. 1- Love is a wild dance.Make us hold on tightly deep into the midnight hour.Holding the embrace and honoring the sweet kiss.The breaking dawn begins to create separation.The once perfect dance… Continue reading
The dance. 1- Love is a wild dance.Make us hold on tightly deep into the midnight hour.Holding the embrace and honoring the sweet kiss.The breaking dawn begins to create separation.The once perfect dance… Continue reading
Remember to forget.. 1- Once, with a Germany night sky above me. Pretty Bridgette found me. She held me like a child and she told me. Play stay with me till you are… Continue reading
Blood laced pen… Fight or flee? love or hate? stay or go? Laugh or cry? I wonder what Hemingway remembered in his last moment. Did he remember war or the face of Agnes?… Continue reading