Friday Night

It’s Friday Night Again

I’m still all alone

When will this drought end

My mind is not my own


All I think about is the rain

Wishing for some company

experiencing no refrain

Let the waters shower me


It’s Friday night once more

I’m still waiting for a call

No man is knocking at the door

Nor pressing me against the wall


I will keep hoping  for winter

I will keep wanting for some touch

I will imagine something sinister

I will dream of things I like so much









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Coloring Project – The Frog


2010 Summer Reading List

Sookie Stackhouse, the complete stories A touch of Dead
Finger Prints & Facelifts
His First Wife, Gracce Octavia
The promise of happiness, Justin Cratwright
Silk & Shadows
The Honey Thief
The marriage
Ya ya Sisterhood book # 3
The Other Boleyn Girl
Wishful Drinking, Carrie Fisher
3 book flower series by Nora Roberts
The Kept woman
Twlight book # 4
twlight book #3

Coloring Project – The Swan