Fond memories
spill from my consciousness
reminding me
that life passes
while you're not looking,
easing into yesterday
uneventful.
I smile
while tiny suggestions
remind me of you
and all of them
tumbling into today
slightly used,
gently tugged,
dust wiped away,
waiting for rediscovery.
Love is universal and not limited to the most perfect among us. In this collection of romantic short stories and poetry, love comes to those who are decidedly imperfect, who possess very real human flaws, scars, and challenges. Awaiting us as we are.
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
I loved him. At age twelve he touched my heart with his music. At age twenty he captured my heart when our eyes met as he sat on a stage and sang Four months later, he fractured my heart with his refusal to allow us to stay together. At age seventy
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Beautiful poem.
Ron
Michael D.