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That Point Where We Each Begin Here, when we lay like this there is no need for words at all nor even mirrors .. Somehow ..

Excuse Me I Love You She Said Excuse me, I love you she said but pray treat me gentle .. I may not be fragile or precious in the..

With Nothing More to Lose I noticed there were rainbows forming from the arc of tears then falling like multicoloured waterfalls ..

The True Value of Dreaming Dreams are, but those stepping-stones that form a temporary bridge .. Between conscious here and now and th..

Inconsequential Wonderings Do you remember the last time you danced for him .. He told me you were naked and glowed .. ..

Looking Back Long, Hard and Slow Even now, when I think back, long and hard and look close enough I can still, just make out, each gentle r..

A Certain Kind of Highness When I am with you, looking down like this across the tops of rows of forest trees .. When I am with you ..

The True Weight of a Man’s Soul The weight of a man’s soul is never determined by birth, nor by grace, or by gender, or..

the flashbacks till haunt me after all these years ..