Slow Dance

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.


It is a fine line between truth and silence text messages overlap a long drive upstate vineyards reasons behind buying a car and a ferry ride daytime weekend trips evening walks on the Avenue back to your place #7 drinks music chatter and passion morning comes and goes coffee in bed brings us to an …

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Summer Love

Imagine stepping outside; early enough to witnessthe sun just about to rise, throwing streaks of goldslowly opening the screen door, old wood frame hearing sounds; sounds of the largest formation on the planet, uninterrupted with its intentions, motivations and natural ability of simply being a silhouette of sand and sea; birds fly overhead seashells scattered …

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