And each time the sun kisses the moon, his warm, lingering rays caress her imperfections; feather-light fingertips brushing upon baby-soft lips. By the light of the moon I see a love affair so doomed as to render it breathtakingly beautiful…. Read More ›
Day: May 7, 2016
“Blown Away” – Shelly Miller
Blown Away Tears like petals from a dying rose drift down her despairing face Thorns jab an aching body as the leaves wilt her will to live blown away in the breeze © Shelly Miller My name is Shelly Miller…. Read More ›