“ The ocean tosses up a thousand arms to embrace the storm that falls across her like a drunken sailor. His thunder slaps her thighs, his lighting piercing her waters.They pound me between the hips and… Terry Moore
“ I know you know the tale of Baby JuneYou know the way she could deliver a tuneShe was a killer in a petticoatA little bit of everyone you adore...And if your baby let you down at night,Well Baby June… Terry Moore
