Showing posts from September, 2009

Dusty Memories

It's noon and the sunlight is white The heat hanging still cool sheets smelling like lavender the air fragrant with cigarette smoke and tea my mom is taking a siesta forcing me to lay by her side but the Summer day is so full of promise I can't sleep I crawl soundlessly out of her reach then spring to my feet and run clutching my doll, mumbling sweet love I'm the momma now strolling in my childhood garden drunk with happiness and smell of Jasmin I'm free

Why Do I Love Thee

Maybe it's because you were conceived with passion with pent up longing of separation maybe because you were my offering to the alter of love maybe I love you because you will carry us through generations because you have his logic & my fire I love you because you are pure unspoiled unique You are love My love

Blackstone Merlot

I love red wine after a few glasses I even love myself I'm forgiving I'm kind I become philosophical and forgive every one's offense's no one is mean tonight no harsh words spoken only cressing complements My husband of thirty four years is dashing my reflection on the wine bottle is dreamy I should drink red wine more often.