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Chateau Magic.

Just as a child’s fairy tale this vision of mystique dreams, this magnificent realm of chateau magic that I have ever seen, romance abounds within these walls built from love, I’m sure. This immense bastion this estate and stronghold is more, this private...

Dreams.

  In my dreams I see you clearly no film of tears before my eyes clear as a picture through a lens before the dying light arrives.   I ascend fast the steps of weary sleep climbing to reach your call but alas my efforts are futile, for you are nowhere, not here at...

I Missed You.

“Poetry is the opening and closing of a door, leaving those who look through, to guess about what is seen during a moment” Carl Sandburg I Missed You. I missed you, when the heated rhythm of Salsa that feels so like chillies when they touch your tongue...