When relationships are intended to be sustained for life and not broken in anger, each dawn becomes the herald of optimism and hope
Black Magic
A for Ascension
Once upon a time in Lawrence Gardens
August Magic
The Morning after the Rain
The Sunset after the Rain
The ode to a rain long over;
the lost magic of the dark clouds
Farewell to what once was beautiful;
special to me, common to the crowds
Before the Rain
The dark heavy clouds on the southern skies;
pregnant with the promise of sweet rain
The distant rumble rolling through the lands;
promising to parch the thirst, relieving all pain
The Ever-elusive Silver Lining
Memory is the name of the street
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