Showing all the symptoms of Covid
Sorry, for the unexpected absence from blogworld.
Since Friday night I have been showing all the symptoms of Covid (fever, muscular pain, burning eyes, some shortness of breath, and severe chills). And they have become progessively worse.
Already canceled my two MD appointments for this week. Waiting to hear back from my doctors.
Not sure when I will return to blogging,
Stay safe. Be well.
❤️
a lonely flame. una llama solitaria.
The Lonely Author confesses his love to his muse.
El Autor Solitario confiesa su amor a su musa.
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The Lonely Author confesses his love for his muse
Tonight
9 PM est
The Lonely Author on Youtube
The Lonely Author en Español: Elvira González
Mi primer invitada en mi canal de Youtube, Elvira González nos cuenta un historia de amor inolvidable.
Recito mi primer poema en Español; "los mares de tu adios."
The Lonely Author En Español
To my English speaking followers. This is a promotional video in Spanish, searching for Spanish speaking poets and authors. I will continue to post in English twice a week, but I am hoping to post videos in Spanish every other Saturday.
I want to grow this channel so it becomes a worthwhile tool for all of us.
Amigos, estoy buscando poetas y escritores que hablan Español.
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Fragrances come and go
While your scent lingers
Breathing new life
like a paramedic
mouth to mouth, soul to soul
For you are a potpourri of aromas
A bouquet of love poems
Enchanting my senses
A whiff of romance
On a starry night in June
You are the perfume
Resuscitating my heart
As I breathe love
Every time I inhale
The essence of you
Another post was scheduled for today, however, this poem was created moments after a romantic Saturday evening, thus the last minute change. (Imagine dozens of little red hearts and one bottle of wine here).
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There is a street beyond hopes and dreams
where our passions will be the only theme
A beaten path that leads to your beating heart
paradise where love has no end once it starts
There is a glorious country with peaks no valley
Where currency will be the kisses we shall tally
We will reside in this utopia through the years
Write poetry as I explore your deepest frontiers
There is a universe beyond heaven and Earth
A dreamlike dimension of our glorious rebirth
A land where your love is the key to open doors
Shangri-La when my heart is synchronized with yours
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Photo from Google Images.
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