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Sweet baby james“The first of Decemberwas covered with snow,so was the turnpikefrom Stockbridge to Boston…”and my sweet baby ..

The shattered glass upon the floor gave credence to her doubts once more for there, within the matted frame a love had v..

Drunk on love There is nothing I require of you, other than the look in your eyes no clarity or cut of diam..

Here’s to all the girls… Who don’t wake up looking like a Kardashian! Who still make a wish upon a falling star! Wh..

...a poem for New Year's Eve

A book in braille your eyes are the precipice of night my virgin light they lead me through a labyrinth of l..

Of Moonlight She Was Dressed In Intermittently, stars began to fall eclipsed by the effulgent glow of moonligh..

...in memory of John Lennon

An emancipation of the blues …the bass reverberates an emancipation of the blues… instantaneously, pulsations of rhythm ..

Biscotti and Coffee Bedsidewrapped in his loveon this Sunday afternoonlying near the rib of a mangroomed in a guiseof utter perfection…a gentl..