When the chords would wind my mind
sitting alone just watching the tide
each slap like a rippling white cap
a seasonal gesture of visual music
I could let myself feel my body
alive and well and passionate
the inspiration of a concerto
in simple terms a meditation
where she might come to mind
actually always in my heart
I watched her walk out of my life
twenty phone calls later she was gone
Such was the life of a bohemian beauty
living in a world far beyond my ordinary.
 | a quiet man on Sweet Moon |
 | enchantingsunrise on Sweet Moon |
 | Myth on When Once |
| a quiet man on When Once |
| Myth on When Once |
Glimpse of the vivid colourful shades on a palette of chaos
Loving everything that sparkles, is glitzified and shines in a reality type of life!
Words are the only thing left holding me together.
thoughts of yours & thoughts of ours...would create an unforgettable memoir !!!
Dare to Dream. Live to Love.
Poetry and Prose by Ana Daksina
COLLECTED THOUGHTS UNFOLDED
NATALIA'S SPACE
A dark spill of worlds and words
How to organize an unbelievable marriage
Rhymes and Reasons
© Scott F Savage
Secrets, Betrayal, Romance & Love, combined are the pieces of me
Drop The Guilt and Humanize
Writing & Image
Can you prove to me that you exist?
Book Reviews and Writing Tips
The Mystery, Motivation and Mastery of Life
we are fish that play in a sea of light
