I write because I love writing.
I make my living through the spoken word as I work in radio.
I live life to the full.
How long is too long?
A minute more without you
will stretch to eons in my heart
I have not met you yet
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Heat is heavy with moisture
weighing down the grass,
the tendrils of my hair
wet and wayward from
...
soup simmers om the stove
arpeggios of garlic harmonize with sage
with the counterpoint
of coriander calling out for salsa
...
A gleaming cloud
all framed in silver
will introduce
the lady moon
...
I've never met you
yet I miss you,
miss the feel, the touch
the sense of you;
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