Immortal Spring, bloom passion's fire Give birth to new heart songs That we might love Again. I always enjoy your comments. For me, it's easier to tell a story in a poem. Hopefully there will be a moment or two here, that will speak to you. That's my greatest wish.
Love is the message, over and over.
Visit often, there will always be more to read. Slide beneath a poet's parchment sense the urgency of the quill hear a heart break, or savor joy brought on by love too great to hide. Listen with your heart, as the voice recants a promise or whispers from the hollow of an inky well. Unless we learn to crawl deep inside each other's skin expression is all we have to connect our gypsy souls.