We wait for a sunrise to find beauty that opens our eyes. Perhaps beauty would find us more often … More
Month: November 2019
Liar’s Lullaby
I hum a song I never learned to sing one with erotic beats of sweaty dreams a quivering sigh that … More
Her whiskey eyes tell all.
We wait for a sunrise to find beauty that opens our eyes. Perhaps beauty would find us more often … More
I hum a song I never learned to sing one with erotic beats of sweaty dreams a quivering sigh that … More