As a snowflake stalked a stone into sculptured space she followed a wish lost in the wind of awakened hope for… Read more Pathway
At the splendour of springtimes dawn, like watching fragile meadow grass shift his fingers stroked her sun-kissed skin. Admiring the… Read more Spring Symphony
I was sliding over sand in an upturned seashell like a lighthouse tossed into the midnight sea,
To my dearest Tracey, Remember the first time I rang you?