Quite romantic here, all covered in gorgeous blooms
Like the novels of Barbara Cartland and Mills and Boon.
A Romantic Mood
I smell your dark hair, not the white flowers
I smell your perfume, not the scent of pear blossoms
I breathe your air, not the fumes of the city that surrounds us
I climb your tree, and do not fall from the branch
Like an apple or a wind-blown leaf.
Perhaps "..Quiet Storm" will help rekindle old flames buried and long forgotten or express the love so deeply locked inside of your soul longing to be released.
Regardless of where you may be found in love this beautiful masterpiece can be
Questions, unquestioned discoveries, and answers in parable and rhyme…. This collection records a journey starting with a 1960s retrospective and the first man on the moon, moving to a new millennium welcomed in with a terrorist spin, family crises,
This book represents a thirty-day period of my poetry journal. Each poem addresses
the dominant thoughts occupying my mind during the early morning hours of a given
day.
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