I love abandoned buildings and urbex, places that have personality & soul. It really makes you think about all the stories and feelings that haunt those rooms long settled into stillness and the quiet noise of slow decay, so much like those old folks now mostly forgotten.

Fantastic, and abandoned. Excellent.

Powerful work. Vivid and sharp.

Powerfully penned, Willow. Excellent write my friend, your choice in accompaniment fit your words nicely. You have an ear for it in fact. Nicely done as always. I dig this a lot. Appreciate you.

Damian

Art at its best. We’re lucky to have you here Willow.

Now it matches you. 🙏💖

Willow, I hardly know what to say. It is a great honor to have something named for me. I am doubly pleased that it is a decaying old thing which — no, this is not an insult!– that it creaks, with unspoken stories and strangely unseen secrets; the wind does whistle through my cracked windows, my friend, and curiosity still burns with undying heat. another story is always waiting. Yes, you couldn’t have painted a better picture of me with a camera. Thank you for this lovely, lovely gift!
FD

Now that is want and reverence to the beauty of the female body. Nicely done

Beautifully penned, Peter. This is truly a glorious write my friend and I agree with you wholeheartedly. Nicely done. Appreciate you.

Damian

The hips of passing years This is a gooder.

Bravo, Fia. You know how to tell a story my friend. This is really good, can’t wait to hear more. Take a bow!! Appreciate you, cuz.

Damian

Never hearing your voice before, Fia 👀👂

I did not know what to expect, but I can’t say I’m disappointed in any way … actually, I was quite taken with how smoothly soft ‘n sultry, creamy ‘n smooth it is, as though my mind was being caressed through my ears on a warm, gentle breeze by a hundred dandelion flowers.

I heard no reason for the “Adult” sticker … YET, anyway. Now, at least, I’m prepared for any sweetly naughty surprise one might hope for!. ; p

Anyone ever tell you you’re a VERY talented lady?
YEP! That’s my outlook! ⁓ Richard🖌

Amazing! You’re a talent!

Aww its funny how one remembers their first time. This is well written

Powerfully penned, Thomas. The pain of a broken heart can often lead one into the arms of alcohol. It promises the world only to consume its host. Excellent write my friend, I can relate. Appreciate you.

Damian

Those first moments of heartbreak are all consuming. I still remember mine like yesterday too…

Yes, vivid and sharp. Thank you.

Beautifully penned, Peter. Into the book it belongs! Nothing quite like the bond of a guitar player and their axe. Excellent write my friend. Appreciate you.

Damian

Tremendous. I can hear the chords now.

You are so correct in comparing the guitar to a woman. Now, if I could just send my contrary wife off for a new set-up! Haven’t counted them lately, but I have over 20 acoustic guitars. Nice writing–I like it!

Beautiful.