Gingerbread InnocenceI know I loved your innocence.
Could a smile be remembered, even after joy is go…If people can be remembered after their lives pass on, / Could a smile be remembered, even after joy is gone?
For my mother….…without the experience of sadness we cannot fully appreciate the joys of llfe…….
In Memory Of Her Skinan eye was trying to see internal bruising / she shuts her eyes / the candles shed a soft glow on her face / pleading eyes.. / she shed no…
A Virginal Kiss of AdagioBandage me in your lips / my parched lips ask / as the morning sighs
For my father…..….he loved a good argument…..
new beginningsthis is the end / to all pain / to all torment / to all attempts / to everything
Memory Lighterthe atmosphere of your will
My ChildMemories, like toys abandoned, / Found later to be loved again, / So real, yet so elusive.
Dear God…Dear God… / Today is the the day…
l’amant.Your voice was rain water, a holy temple, bells clanging in the foreign heat
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