Ours was an unbridled love Runaway A tale of lust and passion Blessed beneath a midnight sky and a dusty summer rain.
Month: May 2018
Queen Ella inspires my writing. Her sequins, satin, and sighs, to the way she wipes her brow. The swing of her head. It all mixes into a bewitching shot of seductive appeal. What’s not to love about Young’s score, ‘Stella By Starlight’, Ned Washington’s lyrics, and Ella’s sultry swoon? An ‘endless spring’ or ‘Stella by starlight, with moon in her hair.’ Enchanted. ~ … Read More Ella
I dream you in the dark. This is where our love is found. In a place, as far away as moonlight, is where you touch my skin. Your hand slips into mine. I can’t let go. You are the one who lifted me up; the one who left me on my knees. Do you think if I begged the night hard … Read More
If you were a book, I’d slip upon the page and write you a hymn: To Love The text, an alchemy of lost, of found Shed tears and tangled blooms. I’ll write you a boulevard cradled by oak Swept up in a crescendo storm In an empty room, beneath an altar of glass, Captive, we’ll pray. Words dance through pain, tussle with greed, … Read More words
Nature creates her own stories~Paeonia loves Apollo. Bashful, shabby, beautiful.