“Love is raw as freshly cut meat, mean as a beetle on the track of dung.”– Jim Harrison The innocent child in me believes in love with a pure intent the kind of love while dancing in a fairytale trance and wearing glass slippers….
Hold strong to here and now, we have found home our hands clasped and arms entwined in grace
“Nearly everything we are taught is false except how to read” ~ Jim Harrison from Songs of Unreason It’s hot in this stifling city with sidewalks teeming outside her cloistered door the noise is deafening.
“I’m hoping to be astonished tomorrow by I don’t know what.”- Jim Harrison Eyes enrapt a vision in lace clad flesh fueling fiery imagination of entwined limbs, supple skin the lightest touch sensual urgent stare.
His heart is not an instrument for my supple fingers to strum sweet lips are not a sacrament of divine grace which to succumb.
Lazy summer days