"Couple walks down deserted beach"
Come now and walk with meUpon the edge of landWhere water greets the earthAnd washes on the sand.Let's stroll a barren beachAs midnight's toll doth chimeWe'll walk in the moonlightLosing ourselves in time.Under a bedding of starsAs glistening wave partsSoft...
"Alex loves his wife Annie, but is crushed about her affair. Can they get it back together?"
I met Annie 20 years ago. We were introduced by a friend, who worried that all work and no play would make me, Alex, a very dull boy. She thought the same about Annie, who was her university roommate. Annie...
"A one night stand that will last forever..."
I’m a piano player, not a pianist. I started as a pianist when I was eight or nine, but then I heard Honky Tonk Train Blues, or something. I heard James Booker and Professor Longhair, all the New Orleans guys,...
"Old lives remembered, but put aside"
Waves crackle upon the shore Shingle breaking in the receding wash Remind me of us, colliding, tumbling, crashing The spray of the salt air, sweet to my mind The smell fills our senses, the sun bright above Creaking of the...
"Rael and Silmaria journey dangerous roads."
The wilds of DarkFyre Dale were a raw, wretched place, and never more so than in the grip of winter. For the first few days they traveled mostly through the open, sweeping meadows and plains of the western highlands. During...
"Carmen remembers her failed relationship and attempts to start a new life alone."
As she finished unpacking the last of the cardboard boxes, Carmen examined her new apartment. It was much smaller than she was used to, having just left the cluttered luxury of the place Matt and her had slowly turned into...
"This is the introduction to a romantic,sensual love story, part poetry, part prose...l"
Piano Blues (A love story) (If you don’t know Pintop’s Boogie Woogie, by Clarence "Pinetop" Smith, have a listen. The references in this will be clear. This is Part 1 of a love story.) 88 keys, Black and white, Unlike...
"A lovely way to wake up"
I love the weekend for many reasons, but foremost is morning lovemaking. We are both busy with work all week so this is not a weekday thing unless we wake up early. Even then it is not conducive to either...
"What Happens When You Can't Have The One Person You Want Most?"
"No turning back," I whisper as the front of the bus comes into view. I wrap my arms around my waist cautiously as I approach, a frown forming on my lips as I see red and blue lights glisten on...
"Another romantic poem from my back catalogue. I hope you enjoy."
I dance through the narrow lanes, As Tipatina gently plays, My life is syncopation, That only she hears.The lanes are groves, And the tune rattles like a smoking train on buckled rails, Stumbling thinly through the night, Its single light...