When we were lovers,
Our passion was like a charge.
Now, we are strangers.
Passed are the years when we were just teens.
As we search and rediscover a spark it seems.
Sensational desire in all that we say,
Summons dreams of living in another way.
Increasing thoughts, there might be some chance
Of us finding a little magic through our dance.
Never or never, has there been such romance.
Julie's garden ramblings ...
a Home for Art
Nature & Wildlife Photography
Echoes of Life, Love and Laughter
Sailing adventures and photography
Poetry and fiction by a physicist from the dark side
Crafting Poetry One Syllable at a Time
A man with dyslexia writing about this and that and everything else!
Lessons on Lessons
Life in progress
Photographing New Zealand and telling the world about it
Where Fictional Characters Rule
Random thoughts, life lessons, hopes and dreams