May 2017
the stream
lies ever so calmly
gently rippling with the wind
the wind
echoes and howls
a point of no return
pink beauty,
will you ever
return to me again?
(b.d.s.)
lies ever so calmly
gently rippling with the wind
the wind
echoes and howls
a point of no return
pink beauty,
will you ever
return to me again?
(b.d.s.)
