I thought I’d repost an edit to a poem that is about what many single women dream of. You were watching me from around the corner As I cluelessly peeked into the box… Continue reading
remind me how a slow breeze washes this dirt like a river
remind me how a soft sunshine ignites a flame
For the first time in centuries, there’s refreshing air outside and it’s not 40 degrees Centigrade today. I’m in heaven.