After the melodious ‘sound of silence’ that which comes nearest to expressing the inexpressible. touching the untouchable; burning it’s way into your heart is simply… Music. © Ken Allan Dronsfield Excerpt from the book “Poetic Melodies” Preface …. Read More ›
THE PROMISE I, like the morning sun awakening Kiss the dew laden blossom of your flowering desire with gentle wind swept caresses until your dawn has broken and the fleshly sky painted with your erotic nectar I, like the… Read More ›
Preface . . . This is my divinity. I’m not sure what has gotten into me. Perhaps, I’m possessed. I’m like an obsessed mess seeking my progress, and it’s a conquest I intend to vanquish because I persist like big… Read More ›
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