RByet another day melts into the night as I watch the sky split into two looking for the other half…is this how it feels when time ceases to exist?May 22, 2020May 22, 2020
RBI once fell in love with a poet, who wrote verses that rattled my bones.I weaved perceptions, ecstatic and brilliant, on imageries he painted for me.Jan 4, 2018Jan 4, 2018