Moonlightaholics

Came by for another reread and am struck again by what a poet you are.

Mick has some amazing abilities, but there are negatives about his existence that loom much larger in his eyes.

You have channeled his despair over what he has become beautifully.

Poor Mick.

Thank you!

Jenna

This was always such a powerful piece. The Mick St. John we met was born in a fire.