Love on the rocks…
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
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
I dream of you… I remember Paris. You were in your perfect place and free. Your mind running wild in the beauty of the old city of Paris. The kind and beautiful, City… Continue reading
Carved memories… I found you holding the roses by the bedroom window. You were adoring the falling sun and waiting for the Autumn moon to rise. I sat with you and I traced… Continue reading