We were a slow dance; a block party smooth the sound of Rosie and The Originals - floatsabove "Angel baby, my angel baby; whoo hoo I love you, whoo hoo I do..." in-sync two step - glide. © 2022 TrilbyYates All rights Reserved.
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French Kiss
Summer time blues drift off as fall rattles its cageThe wind is blowing a gut punch across the sky; with the hopes of some spontaneous recognition Fourth floor apartment to the left; stereo cranked up torches everyone in ear shot...a minimum ten block radiusA memory tapping melody that drifts;lifting the air to an all encompassing …
Proverbial Spark
3rd floor walk up windows with a view Neighborhood in the heights Grand old homes line the avenue Reflective of a time when there was no WiFi A feel of romance dances about with an undeniable allure A subtle buzz fills every room energy, passion, love You tell me stories; your youth, what it was …
Music Time
I fell in love with a boy who held music in his hands like a fragile thought that could easily slip away it filled his heart like there was never enough time for all the notes to play making his chest ache the way mine did every time we kissed each others lips making love …
Cried A Little
He said he knew and he finally understood it was as if a light bulb went off a flash of knowledge and he cried just a little from the sudden escape of air that surrounded him he closed his eyes and cried just a little when the knowledge poured into him ...because he knew he …
Not That Kid
Making gum wrapper chains snap pop New York kid shuffle innocence was a game we never intended to play it was always like blowing smoke into the wind choking on the fumes brown paper bag huffing the last boat has sailed and it doesn't matter any more because the kid can't swim anyway and the …
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