On a July day beneath the canopy’s shade you found me waiting on platform one and I saw you for the first time the jasmine wafted sweet on the summer breeze not this time on a precious letter of love but on your skin. On the day you found me and I saw you step from the carriage we opened our arms and let love in. Continue reading You Found Me
The bowl of night domed above the illuminated forest sparkling dots blinking in and out skeleton branches of the winter trees swaying, oaks playing with the elms, and sycamores. A clearing stepped into offered uninterrupted gazing of the trillions of worlds stars no longer alive but for those that thrive which one was wished upon? Continue reading Wished
