I sit by this field so clutched by changeGreen in the summer, wet in the rain,Brown and dry and barren and whiteIn the deepening suns unbroken arrayI ..
I won't say a wordWhen you leaveWhen you don't say anythingI won't say that I still love youOr that I think about you stillNor a combination of the tw..
Wait for the moment, wait somewhere free.Up in the mountains, perhaps out in the sea.Sit on your street curb and count cars for an hour.How many were ..
'A Prayer for Owen Meany' is one hell of a story. Life is better when viewed from atop a motorcycle. Alcohol is overrated, so are cigarettes, sex prob..
She sits on the shoreline and stares out at the seaA lonely romantic who's waiting for meShe's brighter than the moon there in the nightAmong the dark..