…At the lakefront. Naked. Together with the stars. And the moon was jealous of her palms… NN Lambert BTW: Would you prefer to be a spectator or a bather, and why? Comment below:
About Him,Modern Poetry Wings Of Love …He was flying to her On the wings of love, And only death Was able to stop him… NN Lambert…
Me, Myself And I Until I'm the words, Those playing freely And when time comes I'll lay down On the bottom Of chest wooden, In…
About It,Modern Poetry Summer Love ...The summer is over And love too… NN Lambert BTW: Is summer love true love? Comment below: