There suddenly appeared before me, the only one my arms will ever hold.I heard somebody whisper "Please adore me" and now I'm no longer alone without a dream in my heart, without a love of my own!
It seems someone let a poet into the barn.Thank you, Ginger Mickey.
That's lyrics to the romantic song "Blue Moon", from the movie "American Werewolf in London".
I wasn't familiar with the lyrics (other than 'blue moon'). Apparently Hart also included 'life was a bitter cup for the saddest of all men'; fitting for Blues.I enjoyed An American Werewolf in London, certain aspects anyway.
We must be on the same wavelength......im getting ready to go to a gay haunt in Rehoboth Beach tommorrow call ed Blue Moon for some libations!!!!! Love these playful snaps. What is it about the cock pulled back against the jeans that makes things stir?
No doubt there will be some blue mooning once the gin flows.Enjoy your long weekend, Maddie.