I refer to waterfall music a far distance from time’s corridor seeking secrets of forest lore sung with gentle notes upon the lyre. The wayward,…
I refer to waterfall music a far distance from time’s corridor seeking secrets of forest lore sung with gentle notes upon the lyre. The wayward,…
In the tic tock moments of time distance drips from an IV as we realize the quality of permanence desperate attempts we all claw at…
Ah, April astounding us all draped in robes of beautiful cruelty snowing us with lilacs and luscious roses but taking things, once vibrant things returning…
Little dragons of the sand regal and small the flicker of a dark eye they watched there as we crafted hours of cousin play those…