The Night Confided

The Night confided in me tonight And told me that he misses you; He told me nothing at all is right Unless the moon is kissing you. So I get to thinking– What’s so special

Framed

They listen to Mancini She cries, telling him How tough life has been For her—of exes long gone He gets the Kleenexes The fire is snapping and Roaring behind the grate

You Fall In Love

You tick So some call you ticker You beat And I call you beater Are you also, as you skip, A skipper? Or a pumper since you pump? Everyone knows you stop, But that doesn’t make you

Nirvana

I took my shoes off and entered into the room of darkness of which the shiny black satin slipped from her shoulder exposing the tender flesh hungered with living passion
Cherry

Eternally Yours

Thomas's garden

Thomas loved to play in his garden, but what is it that he loves so much. Is it just his imagination or something else?

The Storm

It was dark and raining hard when Elspeth Sanders pulled into the driveway. The old house stood and looked menacing

Girl in Green

Fat Phillips, the Pope in our Order

This Is The Way We Live Now

...before the morning-after toad had time To take up position on the brain’s beam

Icarus Heart

For anyone who's ever loved or lost or hoped too high...

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