June 15, 2022June 14, 2022 / grumpygorman / 2 Comments by ripplingriver, i spottedher, waiting forsailor, eyes skimmingtides– braced for hisreturn, longing for hisshipto part thesky. pixabay
June 14, 2022June 14, 2022 / grumpygorman / Leave a comment i lit a match tosee youbetter undermoonlight, you turnedaway as if the flashwas toobright– as though iblindednight. pixabay
June 13, 2022June 12, 2022 / grumpygorman / Leave a comment bossa novasway of hip tohip, dancing merelyhinting at what’s tocome once we commit tosome realfun. pixabay
June 13, 2022June 12, 2022 / grumpygorman / Leave a comment sunbather’sgoldengaze- unravels theday before mymeltingface, and brings meback tolife before life hasits way. pixabay
June 13, 2022June 12, 2022 / grumpygorman / Leave a comment the perfume ofher dream teasing sounderjudgments- painting mindsobscene, while a melodyof memories drifts me outto sea. pixabay
June 12, 2022June 12, 2022 / grumpygorman / Leave a comment i chasedyou, you trackedme, we melded in themiddle, where bothcouldsee that no one wasescaping- that neitherheart wasbreaking. upsplash
June 11, 2022June 10, 2022 / grumpygorman / Leave a comment dearbumblebee– you followme.. but flower iam not, though my scentbe raw &sweet, i don’t posepretty ina pot. pixabay
June 11, 2022June 10, 2022 / grumpygorman / Leave a comment to look back,i’d catch but traces of faces fadingto theseeyes, forward i seethe nextstep, to a less thaneasy climb. pixabay
June 10, 2022June 9, 2022 / grumpygorman / Leave a comment sorrow holds herheartstrings.. andhe tugs like they’reunbreakable things, they’ve got solittle give, but shehas a fighter’swill tolive pixabay
June 9, 2022June 9, 2022 / grumpygorman / 7 Comments wrote an old fashionedletter, with an old pen fromthe drawer, to an old friendfrom timesbefore– we left homefor more. pixabay
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