It was not me who kissed you in your slumber;
But the rays of the emerging moon.
Not my nail which scratched your cheeks;
It was only the cupidโ€s arrows.
It was not me who kissed you in your slumber;
But the rays of the emerging moon.
Not my nail which scratched your cheeks;
It was only the cupidโ€s arrows.
A date with Danny To teach great grandson how to fish. As soon as he can hold a pole Weโ€ll head to the old fishing hole Where sunnies, carp and bass Swim and hide in tall grass. Heโ€ll learn to bait a hook, Cast his rod into the brook. When his bobber goes up and [...]
Black eyes gaze from faded photographs… Music of the Romany Danced in between, Languid women, Bodies like Melted butter, Sipping their Fin a’ l’eau Their laughter, The rustling Of dead leaves And dark men Flashing smiles Hair slicked, With the faint Scent of Patchouli The air dense With the smoke Of Clove cigarettes It was [...]
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