What happened to the compromise?
Senseless scimitars of shadowed words Is it always black or white? He pander hate for highest bidder Politics consists of brandished swords Is it always black or white? what happened […]
Daily Archives: October 8, 2015
Your evening gown
Trickling softness of your evening gown a riptide round your feet; your gaze awaiting tongues of transient waves — his hands. the lapping lullabies a riptide round your feet, your […]
Björn Rudbergs writings 