The night has rested
on her exhausted shoulder...
Can you imagine
if you turned your head around...
Love, lust or just sex.
Why do I read into things...
Sweet flavors of nectar
dance upon my tongue...
time is consumed
time goes by...
I'll miss the lavender sunrise
each time the rain pours down...
Daddy
where are You...
We are the
future of the...
I was a kid growing
Up in fifties Brooklyn...
First make sure you have all the ingredients
Flour, oil, butter, yeast, water and salt...
Words are mere
syllables of the...
Cold winters night
Laying in bed...