Wild Nights Wild Nights

Were I with thee
Wild nights
would go down
in history

//Or as far as I remember the stanza from Emily Dickinson one of my favorite poets //

and in honor of sandy and irene.


My aunt and I kind of resemble her and she was a LOVER 2, perhaps not actualized but always craving ultimate love.


Or like Neil Young wraps // u r like a hurricane there’s calm in your eye//…

and then goes on to say among other great lines and a gr8 album my favorite NY //American Stars’n Bars//

//I want to love u but Im getting blown away//

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