“lover, lover, lover”

Burning desire   Locked doors took us to the utopia of the embrace and the sweet kiss. Protected by the whispers of Leonard Cohen songs in the background. Love was new for us… Continue reading →

Rate this:

“Concrete angel”

Concrete angel   It was a Spring morning in Austin, Texas in 1995. The yearly poetry weekend was here. My favorite time of the year. My only attempt at verbal poetry for me… Continue reading →

Rate this:

Deep End

Amazing written and verbal poetry by a talented writer.

Rate this: