LOVERS HOLIDAY
Falling leaves swirl by Squirrels peek through the pane My companion's eyes caress me Our serenade is rain Fingers dance along my spine Lips across my face All is calm within our minds Within our restful space Laughter is our melody A rhapsody of joy Two hearts singing nature's song All else we ignore We dare to live a fantasy Sharing passion's play We sip the wine of happiness... Lover's Holiday. Copyright 2016 Regi Taylor All Rights Reserved
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Regi Taylor
Regi Taylor is an author, journalist, artist, and sculptor with an extensive background marketing, public relations, advertising, branding and merchandising. He’s had hands-on experience as a former Newark, New Jersey City Councilman’s aide. The married father of four young adult children has achieved notable artistic accomplishments as an artist associated more with social commentary than with art for art’s sake, earning citations in the U.S. Congressional Record. .
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