curtains bask in the gold like magic they said
Tag: creative writing
daybreak the rooster crows its last
a peace never mentioned resides in this body
after the rain clouds speak in secrecy
strange haze accompanies day walkers
fingers inch closer to spider on wall
dusk the collective rain song
spring river flows just not the way I want it to
from isolation to the sounds of spring madness
drenched feet spring the empty house
