dreaming dripping daisy chained dawdling daily drawing close to the dusk down the path that they will not see despite the dewy daylit eye that dampens so deeply
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Stories by lenore
unhanging
poetry to learn to love again.
"and i would hide my face in you and you would hide your face in me, and...
THE OCEAN
'In the old days at home the Neverland had always begun to look a little dark and threatening by bedtime. The...
Have you seen the Lost Boys?
harking back to an earlier poem of mine: poor wendy -- all the heroines get left behind. but she was a darlin...