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...a birthday tribute

Listen to the Warm I listen to the warm. It centers me and makes me whole. It reminds me that I was someone’s da..

Concupiscent The litheness of fingertips employ me, like the rosined bow to a Stradivarius. ..

Counting Crows and November Snows There is a voidthat punctuates my tearsA parade of yearsare all that is left me,to counting crows ..

Asleep in my bed, you’ll never know the love and feeling I have for you yet, I haven’t the heart to awaken you from..

The Jester You took all there was of me without ever once committing yourself to love. Like an unmade bed you strippe..

The Intoxication of You A calm of emotion stirs within me, as my heart in absolute splendor takes wing… all a flutter by th..

...a reflection of war

The Kiss that Greeted Me Yours was the kiss that greeted me that welcomed me home at the end of the day, that warmed..

And I Shall Love You I may never write an American novel, or win a Pulitzer prize. I may never see Paris in the spring or smell sweetly ..