Flecks of Color On 2016031220160312 By Beleaguered ServantIn Original Poems My writing is just Flecks of color; Scent, sound and seeming sadness To share is human:TweetShare on TumblrMore Email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Share on Reddit (Opens in new window) Reddit Print (Opens in new window) Print Like this:Like Loading…
Hauntingly beautiful 🙂
Thank you.