She knows how to make him a happy man.
Cravings can come on many different levels.
A Tritina about love
A piece of glass both joins and separates...
Sunny Sunday afternoon— perfect time to sway in the hammock, staring blankly into the foliage that towers above me and dances to the music of my mind....
What is longing? A restless hankering, or a cheerful expectation? It's all how you look at it.
Silence can noises drown To hear the lovers' song
Like a flash of light the ball came, Then a flash of judgment, then thump!
Our iridescent wings now fit to fly, He beckons to a place of mystery.
Written as the sequel to "The Fire Went Out"