Sangria Sky

Sangria sky, sangria sea, sip by sip, I further fly, further sail away from here to me. And in the dream with open eyes transfixed on the swirling reds of passion, I torture you with sensuality then myself surrender, as your lips take mine to the floor in a heated dance, and I am liquified, … Continue reading Sangria Sky


The windows I've peered out from in life have often been cracked with broken blinds and non-parallel slats,   no out-of-the-ordinary views for I have not seen much "of the world" in terms of geography, only my local beautiful.   Yet when I revisit the panes in my gallery to see if I have any … Continue reading Windows