On the greyest of my days, silt and salt settle on my thoughts. I savor the saline tang of time … More
Her whiskey eyes tell all.
Her whiskey eyes tell all.
On the greyest of my days, silt and salt settle on my thoughts. I savor the saline tang of time … More
The Siren sips upon the moonshine Intoxicated on wasted dreams Desire lingers on her lips, whetted By need to … More
