Musings on Life, Love, and Linguine-Poetry & Writing
“Sadness flies away on the wings of time.”– Jean de La Fontaine Sing to me while the fiddle weeps heartrending
Bare feet peek red toes on white sheets the essence of living with his wild gypsy woman dancing in rhythm
He’s coming raging thunderstorm lightning bolts crack on ebon darkest force rising once more taking her brief life.
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