Poetry

There is a place inside your mind,where two paths wend and wind –and when the choice in your mind…

He walks in, masculine grace –a haunting beauty in his face. His arms surround, he holds me tight –we…

Your touch awoke in me,feelings long dormant. Like a raging sea they crash –upon the crumbling shores of my…

I don’t care if mercury is retrograde,or how the cards are laid. If you wish, you may weep and…

You planted primrose and lavender by my garden gate,The scent drifts in the windows as it gets late. A…