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 ♥
after staring in the mirror this morning, and wondering when it left
some hazy thoughts~ keep visiting again & again~ like ritual~ of migratory birds
Lovely Jyoti, thank you x
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