i hear you in the freezing cold
i hear you in the freezing cold air crystals sting the nose a windy night sky it is always your hand i hold in this fading dream living together in…
i hear you in the freezing cold air crystals sting the nose a windy night sky it is always your hand i hold in this fading dream living together in…
book < available It was a simple gesture on my part, beginning to write short stories. Remind my magical mind how it loves to play with creative language more than marketing…
contemplating the mess of things today i can tomorrow i'm working on it walking out in the wilderness of winter lose my sense of smell and direction face numb eyes…