I awoke smiling at the thought of you
Standing in the doorway…holding coffee
You’re wearing what I wore last night…
Yes!
I remember that’s when you tore off my clothes,
Dug your fingers deep into my soul,
Blew your breath of heated love
all the way down my back,
Leaving tingling chills of love in your track,
Oh yes, I remember you…do you remember me?
I've got a girl like that and right now, I'm wondering too if she remembers what she did to me. And it doesn't have to be a girl; love is love. Thanks, Dan. Love and peace to you,
During the 1960's a young soldier struggles with basic training, a bully sergeant and his own inner demons. A tale of struggle, redemption and survival.
During the 1960's a young soldier struggles with basic training, a bully sergeant and his own inner demons. A tale of struggle, redemption and survival.
Anna
Regis
budd
Cheers and a cooling fan,
SPP