How many droplets are there in the ocean, perfumes in a garden, so is my love all this... ~Lily of Lough Neagh~
As the moon bares her soul in the sky
emotions shimmer as the stars around her
Shadows dancing upon the water as a brush stroke
sends ripples across desires filament as iridescent feathers
While the butterfly kisses white rose petals in mornings sun
so do you touch my soul as the warmth of the Sahara winds
shifting the sands of time into one form of artwork
as delicately spun as a silkworms tatting gossamer
I wrote this novel several years ago, I self published and never had it to sell. I have decided to rewrite it and hope to get it published within a few months for people to be able to buy. I had a few copies and gave them to a few family members and
Audrey and Sue, both 42, took a trip to England completely paid for by Audrey's cheating millionaire boyfriend. “Cougar” describes older women on the prowl for much younger men, and although they didn't begin the trip on the prowl, somehow they bec
An intern architect at Ryan and Associates, Mateo Diaz has spent the last year learning his craft under the tutelage of partner Alex Ryan. Alex is the closest thing to family that Mateo has known since losing his own family years ago. But not even Al
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Regis
Lily, comes grace and elegance
Lady Vivian
and is...
Always,
Deborah
We came back at the same time, kismet...
Peace love and light,
Amber
This is sublime in it's beauty
Gerrit
Love ya!
Jane
budd
Stay well and keep writing
Eddy