Musings on Life, Love, and Linguine-Poetry & Writing
Strolling along the River Seine amid shimmering puddles of rain soaked leaves marveling we are here in this city that never sleeps.
The Gypsy -Linda Lee Lyberg He was a wayfaring gypsy man Traveling from town to town Selling his potions and love charms Never caring to settle down
The pale gray light of a rainy dawn creeps into the room. In my jet lagged stupor, I briefly forget where we are. The breeze from the fan brushes against my cheek soft as a lover’s caress. I roll over and wrap my arms… Continue Reading “The Apartment”
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