A Drink of Love…

The other night I awoke from a fretful, uncomfortable sleep. I had tossed and turned almost constantly until I felt like every limb in my body was itching to get up and move. Only, it wasn’t a physical itching. It

Autumn Leaves and Heartbreak Scenes

Hi Lovelies, Fall is officially upon us, and an old jazz standard/ poem sparked some autumnal feelings the other day… Inspired by “Les Feuilles Mortes” (Autumn Leaves)  By Jacques Prevert *** I remember driving. My hand was resting on yours,