Hey baby,tell me your secrets, Too many, too complicated, too soon, Later babes in time you will find the room. I wonder if that’s true, My hidden, innermost thoughts, Articulated brought into the light, would it lead to remorse? Tell me your dreams, Yes when we are better acquainted that’s something I can do, Look… Continue reading Tell me your secrets.
Converging Lives. Sounds, Silence and Imagery
Poetry, Memory and the uncanny- woven into words
