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She stood upon the terrace high streets of blood below The gate left open in the night, a dark sky threatens snow With swine and ..

~If only a dream were the path to the future where crickets and toadstools began the parade If storks in the sky were a commo..

~I watched her on the beachfilling her little yellow bucketwith sand and then turning it overShe had the biggest smile on her faceas she looked at..

She collected seashells, I collected sand She searched for the perfect one, I reached down my hand I carried a bucket, a baske..

~Soft leaves underfoot, mosaics of nature Sleeping in shadows of yawning maples Beneath these stretching branches I roam Footsteps in rhyt..

“Snowflakes gather in crystalline drfitings” Lifting your hair, kissing the nape of your neck Warm flesh waits on tippy toe desi..

I dreamt she had called when my phone started ringing, I’d set a tone that was special to her I glanced at the screen though I don&rsqu..

“For in your light I dream, as evening takes my hand”Silently I find my thoughts illumined by your beautyin soft shimmers of dancing si..

Happy New Year

Written to the melody of the song “For what it’s worth” by the Buffalo Springfield