3-20-14
Smoke,
lust,
fog and memory-
thick as swollen clouds-
love bound tightly in the nest of August,
tickling the tongue of time like a silken
kiss*
musings at random.
random musings from a rambling mind.
Smoke,
lust,
fog and memory-
thick as swollen clouds-
love bound tightly in the nest of August,
tickling the tongue of time like a silken
kiss*
musings at random. 