Like this. And an amazing Tilda Swinton poem.
Like this. 1- If someone ask you. Is love real? Tell them hold a small baby and watch their face. Watch their eyes and see the energy of hope in their eyes. The… Continue reading
Like this. 1- If someone ask you. Is love real? Tell them hold a small baby and watch their face. Watch their eyes and see the energy of hope in their eyes. The… Continue reading
I will sing the blues for you.. Johnnie be good, Johnnie be bad andJohnnie dancing alone to the Jazz. The words sweet, tempting and so true.My baby left me, I’m so damn alone.Now… Continue reading
Like this.. 1- If someone ask you. Is love real? Tell them hold a small baby and watch their face. Watch their eyes and see the energy of hope in their eyes. The… Continue reading
All the way…. Don’t give in, don’t give-up.If you dream. Dream big. Life is our’s to test. We must test life, love many and see the beauty of our world. Find the sea,… Continue reading
Where are you Abigail? Johnnie is lonely.Loneliness is okay.Love rare, love sweet.Never forgotten.You can’t catch dreams.Coyote drinking and dancing alone. Dancing Coyote
Wantonness heart.. (Once I sought death and I found death whispers. Death whispered told me. Not your time yet. You haven’t done enough.) Wantonness soul… Once wantonness man sought the long river, once wantonness… Continue reading
Dead flowers… I came to you with some Tennessee whiskey and a small plant with rosemary trying to grow. I sat on your porch, waiting for you. I wanted to see your morning… Continue reading