TW Collins:
See me, feel me, touch me, heal me
TW Collins:
Sure my rose-colored glasses don't let me see the world for what it is...
TW Collins:
I'm always runnin' behind the time...
TW Collins:
W-O-M-A-N !
TW Collins:
Checkmates
TW Collins:
And when we finished driving...
TW Collins:
The answer, my friend, is blowin' in the wind
TW Collins:
The (unloved) bark-brown fence post
TW Collins:
To the Ends of the Earth
TW Collins:
Off Season
TW Collins:
There's an ancient saying in Japan, that life is like walking from one side of infinite darkness to another, on a bridge of dreams. They say that we're all crossing the bridge of dreams together. That there's nothing more than that. Just us, on the bridge
TW Collins:
Live. And live well!
TW Collins:
Mi deseo para ustedes
TW Collins:
"When I can feel you breathing into me i, like a stone gargoyle...
TW Collins:
Zombies?! - Run for Your Life! (and be sure to check your boobies)
TW Collins:
Within its gates I heard the sound, Of winds in cypress caverns caught, Of huddling tress that moaned, and sought, To whisper what their roots had found
TW Collins:
and so many orchards circled the village that on some crisp October afternoons the whole world smelled like pie
TW Collins:
By now...
TW Collins:
Separated at birth?
TW Collins:
Promise me you'll never forget me because if I thought you would I'd never leave
TW Collins:
The Barn at the End of the World...
TW Collins:
The Welcoming Home ~ Happy Thanksgiving
TW Collins:
peace
TW Collins:
and i might just leave her still
TW Collins:
meanwhile, back at the crib
TW Collins:
Harvest
TW Collins:
autumn blew the quilt right off the perfect bed she made
TW Collins:
double entendre
TW Collins:
nearest faraway place
TW Collins:
The Cemetery at Murder Creek
