piano solo

The next three months are an end of a season and I wonder who will be her Winter Solstice celebrant instead of Me.

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don’t

tell me goodnight tonight don’t that would hurt you’re so beguiling i love you so, so much be well and love and light are your mantras you call yourself a “teacher” now what do you teach? How to document to fire your Lover?   don’t say goodnight don’t not tonight. that would be like having […]

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Sunday Morning Lover

a sunday kind of love (don’t ever go)   can’t lie (waiting just to love you) if i say that i love her (the look of love is in your eyes) and when i kiss her good morning (the look of love is on your face) seal it with a kiss (a look your smile […]

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her hands

30 days hath september april, june and november from what summer did we have, now winter did it any of it ever take place any of it i wonder it was a dream perfect realism i was awake but briefly belabored breathing climbing to the top was it real was it real was it real […]

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the tempest

where is my Queen Leah now i am forsaken it is possible that the stars and moon and shapes of the world are behind the pine trees and the old oak in vines and the dogwoods are sleeping in the dark too somebody let off a stream of fireworks sizzling and popping that stopped at […]

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