May 2013
For so long now
you've sat idly by as
the wind blew whispers through the leaves
beckoning you to once again
let the life in your veins flow
from the tips of your fingers
and onto the page.
-trj
you've sat idly by as
the wind blew whispers through the leaves
beckoning you to once again
let the life in your veins flow
from the tips of your fingers
and onto the page.
-trj
