Winter goddess
Originally posted on Siren Whispers:
He dreams of pure white flakes in the dark storm of her hair. Of laughing eyes and cheeks pink from the cold. . He dreams of peeling off…
Originally posted on Siren Whispers:
He dreams of pure white flakes in the dark storm of her hair. Of laughing eyes and cheeks pink from the cold. . He dreams of peeling off…
I serenaded to the paragon of beauty. A Poem by Coyote Poetry We were shadows dancing upon the beach. Safe from the peril of real life I serenaded to the paragon of… Continue reading