It happens every night.You say my name like it’s rightin front of you,staring in your eyes. You speak, and my attentionis solely on you.You say,…
Poet & Storyteller
It happens every night.You say my name like it’s rightin front of you,staring in your eyes. You speak, and my attentionis solely on you.You say,…
Her moonthe everlasting creamin my coffee of stars. I stir,hoping she appearsin half-dark twinkles of night. My hands warmin the bistro of anticipation.She leans against…