“… I can feel it …”
Tag Archives: love in the poetic
Of pheromones and melodies
“… alas my Aphrodite …”
The Andromeda of Hearts
“… the absence of …”
That dose of hypnosis
“… like a grand design …”
The pull
“… please yield …”
On bended knee – a tome for Queens
“… of a thousand
suns …”
The Act of Knowing
“… because you aren’t …”
