I loved her and I called her ‘lover’ not simply with certainty I loved her with conviction specifically I loved … Continue reading fully. completely.
she is the work of art to learn her mouth her eyes her hair and her heart she is the … Continue reading …she is the poem
When I call you beautiful I mean eyes of hazel A crown of gold, topaz And jade stone Saint-Tropez in … Continue reading when i call you beautiful
she moves quickly down the street, but she doesn’t miss much she lives for her books, her music, strong coffee … Continue reading …and i love her
The parks, the beaches, the backyards empty now. September silence falls on the forest floor. The light turning to gold … Continue reading September 4th
I remember that night I remember that song I remember We were both soaked to the skin Before that flash … Continue reading song of summer