Poetry Blogs (fast romance)
Play me...
Play me...
I am
so hungry
for music,
my lips crave
the taste of
your skin,
body wants
to spend forever
as your piano.
Frances Macaulay Forde © 2003
(Published in 'Love', Perth WA, 2012.)
Monday 4th February 2019 3:26 pm
Events and Time
Events and Time
I guess my feelings don’t really matter, that I don’t need anyone by my side when I’m down or upset or depressed. Don’t you know I’m just like anyone else? Though I’m different I’m just the same inside don’t you see? Do you know how hard it is to live alone and not have anyone to care for you? And when I meet someone who I thought was special, to let her in and trus...
Sunday 26th February 2012 7:07 pm
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