The sinner’s prayer My father believed, if he went to church on New Year eve. All sins would be forgiven. Father, old soldier, drinker and hell raiser. I pray, a place for… Continue reading
Amazing poetry by a talented writer.
Originally posted on un p'tit je ne sais quoi:
Is it harmful to your lungs to inhale the air full of my love stretched out in you? Is it harmful to your…
Almost home Took me 26 years and four bloody wars zones and I learn. Monterey was still there, the Pacific was still dancing and you could buy a cup of Irish Coffee… Continue reading
Originally posted on Poetkisses:
? ? Insatiable for Nothing She was insatiable Hungry Always longing Ravenous Always wanting more Starving Always yearning Thirsty Always craving more And yet He gave her little bits…