She…
Walked barefoot her toes gracing the trails, the roads and the paths… All ways leading to the Rome of your heart.
Day: December 29, 2017
After Eight Moments…
For some reason, I walked home humming The Imperial March tonight… Go figure! If you want to know what After Eight Moments are about, click here. Picture description for Manyofus; this is a picture of my shadow, on the snow-covered sidewalk. Because of my big winter coat, it gives my silhouette a…… Continue reading After Eight Moments…
Micro poésie du vendredi…
Langueur vespérale Oraison jaculatoire, imploration fatale hiatus butoir. Tout rime avec la fin. Il ne reste plus rien. Que toi, moi… des retailles de câlins plein les mains…
Cyranny's Cove 