Fireflies dance a waltz
Beneath the honey moon’s light
To the twilight song

Fireflies dance a waltz
Beneath the honey moon’s light
To the twilight song
I’ll be honest—I don’t write love poems. But if I did, I know what I would write about. I know what kind […]
I will never let you keep the accent lamp in the kitchen. There’s pans, and pots, and spoons, and knives. Cutting boards […]
Ignorant And you’ll see I can be all you need. Instead of the air you breath, please darling, fill your […]
A peaceful brook, the dew-coated ferns A wise old Corsican pine The smell of all my Gran’s clothes and gifts Whisk me […]