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“The night is falling and it is a long way down,” you said, and sipped your Merlot. Caught me by surprise on my side of ..

From a long time ago

Someone once said “Nothing is so distant as one minute ago.” Like a perfect face glimpsed in a crowd with eyes so green, a..

Poetry isn’t poems poetry is wisdom, insight, and depth of thought, poetry is a finger in your face, and a gate to fantasy. Poetry..

Blues is rock-n-roll smoothed out, slowed down, so you have time to think. It is anything but sad, more like traveling with the sound of a m..

true sstory

I really like it when you shake your hair at me like that, the way it sweeps across my face and chest, or by the hands-full when I..

Dark had made itself at home on the road, there was no one along to help cut the night as the radio featured an interview of a vag..

True story

I have no idea what the hell happened. There I was, hugging this redhead at the party. I was too old for this, talking like I could sa..