The Stars Come Out Aug9 When the sky is black With storms brewed thick like coffee You take my hand And smile And one by one, The stars come out Share this:FacebookEmailPinterestTwitterLinkedInTumblrLike this:Like Loading...
Snowflakes Dec20 Snowflakes soft as satin swear solidarity, a friendship forged on likeness, similarity, hands which grip relationship with intent. None are rejected based on colour, shape, size; all fall equally under the siren-call of gravity. All strike earth with a whisper. Share this:FacebookEmailPinterestTwitterLinkedInTumblrLike this:Like Loading...