for once, no details:
had an incredible weekend,
the ebbing wave of loneliness
reveals the fire that burns in the belly,
the beam of attraction twice finds a mirror
glowing orange intrigue,
lamps lighting the street with no wrong turns.
that's how it feels.
had an incredible weekend,
the ebbing wave of loneliness
reveals the fire that burns in the belly,
the beam of attraction twice finds a mirror
glowing orange intrigue,
lamps lighting the street with no wrong turns.
that's how it feels.
wynnifred:
I love the feeling of no wrong turns .... follow your instinct 