A word is born In my head; It trails after your being Breathlessly following crashing falling endlessly Your scent & descent Condense with the imprints of your silence. Of the drinks we swallowed … more →
Musings on life and how I choose to interpret it...elzilcho wrote 1 year ago: A word is born In my head; It trails after your being Breathlessly following crashing falling endles … more →