Once Upon A Suburban Street

Once upon a suburban streetWhere we lived, loved & laughedSummer comes early in JaxSo, this house no longer has a draft Warmth lets me resume my natural beingYet windows aren’t doors; they’re see-throughI strut along, giving my neighborsA bit more than a casual view

Transfiguring Lips Into Fabergé Petals

Transfiguring lips into Fabergé petals Feeling decadent painting the night sky Let us rejoice with our illustrious words Palpitating deliberately when bliss is nigh These fanciful & bountiful thoughts of yonder Possibly plentiful but not quite enough for us Imaginative; creating a softer substantial side We’re most serene when we’re a bit mussed