I can’t undo what has been done.Put plainly, today is that outcome.
Yes I can imagine
Émile, your father was for me a precious friend. A remarkable man with a beautiful…
When will it end?Seems to me this is the trend.
It is smoothly made
I can not believe how well hands interlock
As they are a time keeper
They are a clock.
They wrinkle in age but my hand still holds
Words mean more than face value gives them.We offer words in place When life runs…
Looking into the sunAn elliptical illusionOf you isSmiling at meThrough tears of confusion.
I see you
Across The Eye
You’re naked and standing and shouting inside