Two summer 'poems' because I miss when the sun set at a reasonable hour
I smell love in the air and truth in the writing. It is because you wrote this...from the inside out.
Oh! how wonderful are the pictures I gather in my mind as I read your machinations of these significant joys.
I smell love in the air and truth in the writing. It is because you wrote this...from the inside out.
Oh! how wonderful are the pictures I gather in my mind as I read your machinations of these significant joys.