Eyrie
Originally posted on Sue Vincent's Daily Echo:
Lost in misty, moss-green silence Seek her eyes in wild abandon Midnight tresses bind you * Huntress of the shadow land Talon-sharp her laughter Lost…
Originally posted on Sue Vincent's Daily Echo:
Lost in misty, moss-green silence Seek her eyes in wild abandon Midnight tresses bind you * Huntress of the shadow land Talon-sharp her laughter Lost…
Forget me not I dreamed of you, I dreams of us. I picked-up the phone. I was dreaming of your face, your voice, the softness of your hands. I dreamed of your long… Continue reading
Fire, the flames and you You are my river of joy, my muse in the mist of confusion. I have hurt myself often, set fire to my dreams and watched… Continue reading