Oct 2018
Lying in my bed,
I watched in silence
the sensual dance of light
making love to shadow,
as the wind caressed my
curtain with its invisible hand.
Oh, the ecstacy of the ordinary!
I watched in silence
the sensual dance of light
making love to shadow,
as the wind caressed my
curtain with its invisible hand.
Oh, the ecstacy of the ordinary!
