Se necesita una poca de gracia. – Ritchie Valens
I went on for hours Twirling it about In my fingers...
Take these moments Steal them from me Steal away with them...
These are the moments That become a poem Become our memories...
What I want I want you What I want you to...
Tell me things Things I don’t know I don’t know what...
I definitely grew up monologue, early seventies, playschool and Barbies. Fun...
There’s something about the Majesty of nature That makes us want...
For Dines & Joan Once you felt What it was like...