that caravan of my thoughts has wagons of different shades.love, care, sadness, fear…
Kiss me in the morning, eyes captivated by your touch.
free verse on love
I reached both my handsinto sodden soilseeking roots of wordsto use for clayfinding…
Each age, Feels like a pain increases the chaos in the minddeclining the wish of aliveBlank days…
a free verse of love and gratitude
Are they talking
“Hello Joe, I wish to tell you something”, said Amy.
