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The Ethereal Thrill Let me be the ethereal thrillas you lie upon a comforting twill …the oscillating breeze, that sinuouslygets to you..

Till Alas the Thorn Bird Sings I shall dare the sun to shine, till alas the thorn bird sings dare the sun to shine and the sky to rain&h..

From a King James bible,psalm 23 is readStoically, peacefullyshe breathes in and breathes outpockets of air,as the pinging of a heart mon..

Paris Mornings He writes me of Paris mornings, of intermitting showers on the river, Seine. We talk of streets in Antibes damning the mi..

l feel the weight of words upon my tongue, like the dying breath of Keats Splintered, am l by the myriad of days that bleed your memory, by th..

...a rhyme of longing, and love

Ode To Autumn O’ Autumn, thy beauty disarms meWith languid sips of sweetness, l partakeanother thirst for lips that quench me.To swoon from ..

Juggernaut the bluest of eyeswere pools of water,I dared to swim those long summers of illicit dreamsdiluted my senses,as the inventory of his..

The Street Where You LivedI was walking down the street where you livedconjuring up ghosts of Christmases past,visiting old neighborhood Cafe's ..

to aimlessly fall * * *so pureso virginal to his touch,I’d melt like falling sn..