pre-Exodus From Skin
Oh, how a young man’s thoughts still reign in tired bones and soul of dust. Will you remain thru silver …
Tag: transition
September Bound
“Bring back the singing and the scent of meadowlands at dewy prime; – Oh, bring again my hearts content, ‘Thou …
Gentle Spirit
You hop onto my window sill each night and even let me hold you in my hands, as if your …