Shards Of Glass

"a few words about broken dreams"

It is all just broken shards of glass now.The colors that shone so brightly are dull and dead.The patterns had made such beautiful images, how I miss them.Each image was a promise of endless bright days and nights to come....

On the riverbank

"A tale of two strangers who meet upon a riverbank."

The man shades his eyes and squints ahead, trying to see through the glinting sunlight reflected off the rivers eddies and currents. His raft moves lazily through the brown slow waters, guided by his sure hands and arms that are...

A pirate’s tale

"Adventure and eroticism on the high seas"

The warm nighttime breezes moving across the dark waters of the South China Sea ruffle your hair a little as I come up behind you, and together we enjoy the smells and sounds of the island bay we are anchored...