Pull up a chair and relax. This is where I write, with my eyes. Stay as long as you like. You'll find me, where the wild roses grow ♥
i hold my breath
searching for the rusted roots
of love tossed overboard
a lifetime ago
Nice! I like it! :))
Thanks so much for your visit and comment 🙂
revere the near-forest of queen mab
the fine sieve grind
you might see
as she does
from your sins
to your loves
this one was fun to delve into…thank you
Thank YOU Edward, for spinning a wonderful tale from my photo x
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