Their once sweet innocence was laid to rest— and they realized there was no going back.
Incremental Poetry ~ 12 Lines
Rondine -- The beginning of the first line is repeated twice as a refrain.
Puzzling Silence
I'm puzzled---Yet in saying nothing, you tell me everything I need to know.
Night in Moonlight
There is something about moonlight that engenders romance
A Happy Man
She knows how to make him a happy man.
Cravings
Cravings can come on many different levels.
Body Language
A Tritina about love
Through the Glass
A piece of glass both joins and separates...
Sunny Sunday
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....
Longing
What is longing? A restless hankering, or a cheerful expectation? It's all how you look at it.
