Wind Of Change

Autumn blew in I heard it’s sigh Melancholy of days gone by Tho the sun was bright And the day was high It was time, anon, for birds to fly The breeze was warm I felt it’s breath On my arms, my face, my neck Signaling the Summer’s death With a hint of circumspect IContinue reading “Wind Of Change”

He Plays Guitar

She lies across his knee He cradles her form, gently yet firmly Deft fingers finding all the right spots Cascading up and down her neck and body Caressing, clutching, fondling Pausing now and again Passionate vibrations emanating from their union Melodic and sublime The coda, the climax Breath heavy, a bead of sweat He putsContinue reading “He Plays Guitar”

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