Bygone Days – Raven (JG Farmer) Form: Ivorian Sonnet 38 I want to be the one holding your handWhile strolling along the summer night strandJust like they did then in those bygone daysWhen a reserved kiss was saying goodnightAnd eyes would speak as they went their own waysWas it just a kiss he left on her lips?And is lust andContinue reading “Bygone Days – Raven (JG Farmer)”