Your thoughts...your words...the way you put them together...perfection. I don't think I've read poetry as romantic and piercing as yours...it's as though I'm reading words from a poet of long ago.
May such hurt be a passing hour...as there are just so so many more hours to be had and happy....time,,yes time. Leith..I read this over and over.like I was flipping over the glass...outstanding.
Christine
I met Jerome on a busy city street in Baltimore, Maryland, when he was forty-five years old. On that particular day, I was out and about, enjoying a much-needed day off from work.
I wanted to purchase a sukiyaki sub. I parked my car in an area of
Nobody deserve such an state of mind.
Georg
Christine
EDWIN