I would like to be a writer. I began this site with amorous intentions, and over the course of time, I hope to have evolved as a male in an ever changing society that is today, recognizing the true beauty and elegance of woman. I am also into writing poetry. Come along for the ride.

Woods In Spring


A sweet memory is one of you,

a tear reminds me, clearly blue

I become, I want, I reach,

all part of a grand design.


We spoke of pain, we talked of love,

we knew again we were well above,

notion of grandeur,

so sweet, so dear


I once knew a woman she gave me her eyes

I knew it would hurt but I wasn’t so wise

Decades might pass with effective nostalgic

ceremony reminds us of impulsive logic.


Oh, my the tears that flow riverside,

will always hold you near my side.


*photo found on Pinterest

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