Some write about what is and some about what was some write of what will be and some write the laws. I write about the wayyou make me feel aliveabout the way we flythe way we loveand coo like turtledoves. Some tell you what to sayand some how to thinkI love to pen...
Midsummer afternoonan orange sun began to setI walked back to the coveand waited by the gate.The scent of dry sage spearand red burning bushfilled the air with flavorsand fragrance of fine kush.I wished to see you comearound the sandy bluffto hold my hand and...
Early morning lights the sky in shades of pink and baby blue and there I lay with you beside me so happy and so new. Buds and berries pucker upwardsearching seeking to igniteas they warm from chills of darknessto bloom and blossom with excite. Drinking dew of sleepy...
I love the way we dance and move together the way you hold then turn me in the air I love the way you catch me when I stumble the way you whisper that you love and care. I love the way you pull me closer to youand then at once you push me into spinsfor all along as...
Where does love go when it dies?The passionate promisesand wanton whispers in winterthe childish wishes of ever-afterand delirious daydreamsthat once were laced with fragrance of orange blossomsand delightedas daisies on May morningsand rainbows after the storm.Where...
Painting No. 25
$7,000.00
