#432 — For My Rose; 9 Replies Fragrance of desire, Waft between branches, to rise From the depths of night. Share this:Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window)Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)Click to email a link to a friend (Opens in new window)Like this:Like Loading...
#431 — Come Home Gently; 8 Replies Fly far tonight, li’l bird, beyond your wildest dreams. Fly low fly high and then gently come home. Share this:Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window)Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)Click to email a link to a friend (Opens in new window)Like this:Like Loading...