Such sweetness of the mobile air in the dawning of the restless win… a humble journey among the royal p… whistling through the forest, the… talking to the branches of the tre…
The humiliation of the forest nymp… stripped of their clothing from th… teeth of the callous wind that swept through the proud hills… drove them to summon
Paradise of the senses, yea I hav… With its golden streets winding al… A wandering through to escape my b… One more quest to complete my life… Paradise of the senses, a thrillin…
Every day, the boy sat at his desk in school, too ashamed of himself to lift his head up. His teacher tried to cheer him up, but it didn’t work. He was just miserable. His classmates...
Angels are in her eyes and the dev… with room for both to come inside… Heaven comes down into her gentle… and the devil’s in charge of her w… Her skirts are up high for the eye…
Hello again music. I spotted a band on the television where musical notes were actually played. Lots of people were used again to produce the sound. They and the sound seemed to be o...
A special day for you and me and all those who fought for us to… Ever since the advent of all the w… on land, at sea, and on the shores… our country’s free from all invade…
Giver and sustainer of life, I honor you; you sitting in your invisible place in the skies, waiving your magic wand, slithering up the mountains, through the valleys, across the plain...
As the full moon hangs o’er the mo… And ghouls dance to the songs of w… And the silence creeps up the ston… One step at a time into the sorcer… The witch’s house sits atop the hi…
Precision Devotees A marriage of music and love Where notes are consummation beds Tender caresses and tears together A maestro as a musical deity
Witches anew are the dudes of the… on vacuum cleaners up high somehow… They get up off their skinny out-d… and sail away up to the many moons… no more sleeping, weeping, or seri…
Love harbor, love heaven, love maternal, love beauty, love divine, spirit descended, heaven broken into pieces, pieces fashioned into beauty,
Ms. Miller lived in an old dilapidated rent controlled apartment just east of the theater district on West 44th St. in New York City. There were dirty old gaudy drapes that covered up t...
When the skin feels like a searing… When nature caters to the devil’s… When the cool down feels like year… We’d sell our souls for a cold wat… To feel that soothing coldness on…
Father Brown in red with fire in… is lost in desire with his passion… With Mary in full view while hold… he does what his academic book sai… He holds it back until the fire re…