Morning glory.
Morning glory. The smell of fresh coffee and pancakes cooking and I was laying in my warm bed. The morning sun was peeking in my window. Telling me raise and shine, soldier. A… Continue reading
Morning glory. The smell of fresh coffee and pancakes cooking and I was laying in my warm bed. The morning sun was peeking in my window. Telling me raise and shine, soldier. A… Continue reading
I am jealous of the sea. Was a beautiful dusk of the day coming and I watched you dance with the sea. I told the falling sun, the rising moon. I am jealous… Continue reading