Beneath the moons' shadowscape, wisdom, women, whiskey and you are a dangerous and provocative combination...
Even the moon cannot escape your intoxicating charms...
You are important to this earth. If you were meant to journey alone, you would not have friends...
There is a waterfall in every dream. Cool and crystal clear, it falls gently on the sleeper, cleansing the mind and soothing the soul.
She blows kisses to the one who danced through her dreams and leaves a trail of moon dust on her heart...
Where dreams may take you fathoms deep within the soul of the forest. Mists close in around your feathered visions, floating phantoms of days gone by, and days to come, their twirling tendrils tempting your thoughts blossom with the unbound less love and passion you hide within.....
Someone who touches your heart, all be it a mere fleeting moment, means no less than those who stay a lifetime. The longing is no less, and your life will never be the same after their gentle caress burns a swathe through your soul as there it will remain until the end of time...
For my soul lies dormant, restless, waiting for that moment when shackles are cast aside and it is free to fly once more.
If life's journey was intended to be easy, we would have been given directions. However, since we have no road map, we must climb the highest mountain and forge the deepest streams with love in our souls, in the hope that our own journey will give us peace within...
Love is waiting, just around the corner, over the hill...