Posted on May 21, 2013August 13, 2013song for the mo(u)rning… A A A That early light burns most clear and I am its brink My song the breaking point…
Posted on March 27, 2013March 17, 2015before leaves fall… Caresses, expressions of one sort or another, are necessary to the life of the affections as leaves are to the life of a tree. If they are wholly restrained, love will die at the roots. – Nathaniel Hawthorne –