A ball will fall Happy- my lips will linger on one who offers me a dance caring little for what I wear what matters the heat on our breath New is our tango lower me to the ground smell my eau de chaud I taste your latte This Year come in alone but leave… and as we see another […]
Tag Archives: 2012
Watching Time #poetry
Anticipation that sense of awaiting. As Christmas looms ever near, children wait expectantly for the day. As 2012 approaches, some smile with expectancy to a wonderful year ahead.
