Each time that I strive for answers, the changing colors of the sea tell me that I am not alone in my dubiety! That I too like the sea, am a creation of leisure that has always been interpreted in haste!
I must have met you in the womb, And I know I’ll carry a part of you to the tomb… It amazes me the way you engulf me at each … Continue reading
I have no reasons to type this post. No trust me this is not your DQ speaking up with a pout that goes in to say that “awww all of … Continue reading