I was listening to a song by Ryan Adams the other evening during one of our nightly thunderstorms. “When The Stars Go Blue” has always been a favorite of mine. It’s been covered by so many people but the original is the one I love. That song led to “Memories Of You” and the list
It started with a song, deep within my soul as the dance began. An ancient ritual, a joining of bodies and souls, hearts and minds. A distant echo calling forth all that is and was, as we lay entwined dancing to the music only we can hear. A contradiction of pleasure and pain. Passion. Desire.
A gentle breeze Wafts through the window Music plays softly From the next room The scent of you on the pillow An invitation to crawl back in bed Between these rumpled sheets To sleep To dream To relive the moments of passion Kisses that I long for No