If I were I'd be delighted if I could pen something this good to my wife.
Me and You and Don Mcleanvia Sandhill Trek. Thanks for the pointer to the site, Frank. Ray Sweatman is pretty good.
Don't know why I sing
after I come with you
Starry
Starry Night
Nor do I know what Vincent was trying to say
perhaps it’s what’s behind the paint
the moving strokes inside us
All I know
is everything comes alive
throbs and swirls and threatens
to break out of its frame
every blue every yellow
everything I knew of love
when I’m with you
