between the summer moon and silver tide an ancient magic begins
Tag: Singapore
gentle dreams of wandering in a wildflower prairie
the small one points at the sky and the star lingers a little while longer to watch her smile
humble hillsides hide dark clouds and winter’s breath for a warm night
the softness of your face translated by the music of dawn
the summer crow finishes night’s song
never merely existing the stone path understands its purpose
simply knowing when to sow and when to wait
azure king driven mad by the summer heat
a morsel of twilight i keep in this tiny heart of mine
