- Dead
- Sunset Horizon
- Prayer
- not in his job-title
- Paths of the Heart
- Meteor
- Artistry
- Intention
- Longing
- in the Fog
- Curves in the Clouds
- FLOWER
- Seaglass Skies
- SAFE
- Sipping Stars
- Retro Red Apron
- Dream Tonight
- Collapsing
- Otherworld
- Seaside Wanderings
- Preview (Review)
- paths of conquest
- Flitting Memory
- Love ME
- Turn On
- Dismissed
- Not in the Cards
- Alternate Reality Together
- I Fantasize. . .
- My Dear Son
- Rudimentary
- Crazy for You
- Bright
- Aches of Missing
- On the Gradual Death of of a Father
- Blasts
- Fever
- Simply
- Let Me Dream
- Starsign
- Superpower
- with fantasies we play house in our hearts
How I long for
that most perfect love
the kind that feels
like breathing
pure
easy
i thought it could be you
turns out
it is yet to be
discovered
i miss
breathing








Chère Rrh.,
How lovely to find you writes again.
This is your forte, isn’t it?
Not using six words when all you need is/are 5.
I wish you a lovely weekend.
Kind regards, Gus
Thank you, Gus ☺️ good to see you on here. Hope you’re found a satisfactory venue for your song writing.
Part of the art of breathing is the exhale.What isn’t to be just makes us long for the meant to be more. Until your next breath, adieu. 🌼
Thanks for the thought. ☺️ you make good points
Cheers