My lady..
(Basel, Switzerland, 1978) My lady…. My lady,I still cry out in sweet dreams your name. So long since our lips had touched.I still wish upon a star, to be able to look into… Continue reading
(Basel, Switzerland, 1978) My lady…. My lady,I still cry out in sweet dreams your name. So long since our lips had touched.I still wish upon a star, to be able to look into… Continue reading
Isabella, dear Isabella…. I took the midnight train to Florence, the days of Spring were coming to a ending. I loved the Germany Spring and I needed dear Florence again. The city of… Continue reading
You are my story… Pretty wishes, savored dreams are you. I have loved you always, I love you in the morning light, I loved you when you dance for the midnight moon and… Continue reading
You can’t always get what you want… Johnnie and Susanna were singing the Roller Stone song. ” You can’t always get what you want, but sometimes we get what we need. Me and… Continue reading
Just whispers to the Lake Huron… You came to me in a yesterday memory and you told me Johnnie. Can’t wait no-more. You have too much to love and to embrace. I’m just… Continue reading
Love on the rocks.. (If we find love on a beautiful Spring day. Will our love grow to a field of wildflowers?) We drank, we stole and borrowed kisses and skin. Once our… Continue reading