Hi Everyone..:)

(yes, there will be a "Storytime")........ ---------------------------------------------------------- Beneath a light blanket we lie on our backs, bodies touching all the way down. Our arms cross; your hand on my thigh, my hand on yours. night voyagers.... our bed floating in the dark room.... GWS Sign in to see full entry.

I'm debating posting some short stories intermingled with my poetry. Three or four people to read them or even less as long as long as those reading will stick with it, unless something comes up. I would try to post an excerpt at least every day or every other day. Anybody want to share their... Sign in to see full entry.

Your pout, your gaze betrays your dip of lip. I know the flow of thought you've brought. Your eyes won't lie confined behind your mask, you ask, "Will you always be true?" Nor will I lie. My quick reply, "I'm always true, my dear, With you... GWS Sign in to see full entry.

Your subtle warmth eases the slight chill of the night air. The setting sun winks in our direction, at our affection As nightfall comes. GWS Sign in to see full entry.

As I row quietly through dusk and a falling evening mist My Siren in the secluded summer distance sings poignantly, growing nearer and louder I catch a quick glimpse before she fades away beyond sight and sound... Teasingly, she fades away. GWS Sign in to see full entry.

(every town has a "Deadman's Curve") They call that stretch of roadway: Dead Man's Curve... Sharp curve, dangerously driven takes a soul in a split second of distraction.... By moonlight, a skeleton crew comes　through, Not driven to distraction they　get the job done. Dead on their feet... GWS Sign in to see full entry.

DRAGWAY I passed this area just recently, as dusk was falling. Don't ask me why. A morbid belated curiosity, I guess. As soon as I stepped over the barrier with the still legible "NO TRESSPASSING" sign on it, I knew I was on forbidden ground..... Abandoned stretch of asphalt, barely visible now... Sign in to see full entry.

Bird of the night, Black night of dream: I carefully cradle the owl wo shows no fear.... He lets me hold him, stroke him smooth, His feathers warm: whites, greys, browns. Carefully, my hands can feel his heartbeat, I see infinity in his eyes and wonder, what does he see in mine? GWS Sign in to see full entry.

When all the words are spoken and all the gestures and looks are shared, I love you. When all the miles have been travelled and all the roadblocks passed, I love you. When all the arguments are over and smiles come after gloom, I love you. Love abides beneath all words. Love knows no distance. Love... Sign in to see full entry.

BY RIVER THOUGHTS We spend a few sunlit minutes by the river watching two swans swim and dive for food. We have learned to be quiet, letting the silent breeze of love sway us together in spirit like these cattails near the bank. Younger, we captured each other swimming in a marriageward current of... Sign in to see full entry.