Felling pines
sighs of pines are silence loudly said a moment to consider ponder this and that: to consider clouds to butterfly a bit & talk to moths sighs of pines are […]
Daily Archives: August 28, 2017
Words I can’t remember
I love you as a song of words I can’t remember, as breeze and sun, as ice and warmth of ember an evening in November, I love you with the […]
