“My old friend I hope you know just how truly cherished these times by the firelight are for me.” I said, watching a smoke ring slowly ascend into the dimly lit study. “Yes it is for me as well.” “Speaking of cherished things I was reflecting the other day on ghosts.” “Oh?” “Yes, you see,… Read more
Unnatural colors of neon dance across my face as I watch you dance You move with abnormal grace in ways which leave my will with no chance No woman ever looked as good to me as in this moment in time No woman made my passion burn dispelling all reason and rhyme What is good… Read more
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