When he called me “love”, we time travelled across horizons and stopped in 1959. And there we were, at a drive in where the movie was not the only thing that entertained us! As I tried to brush away the popcorn crumbs that decked the floors of his 57’ Hudson Hornet, I asked him. What... Continue Reading →


Precious Girl

    Have you seen her eyes? Chiseled from saphire, blue. Have you seen them glow, even at love untrue? Have you seen her lips? Born of roses, red. Have you seen them blossom in monochrome autumns we dread? Precious eyes of saphire blue, They could sit on an emperor's crown, But have these eyes... Continue Reading →

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