a distant fortress
of dreams that washed over us
in breaths like wavelets
that come from distant places
and carry us past sorrow
a distant fortress
of dreams that washed over us
in breaths like wavelets
that come from distant places
and carry us past sorrow
Beautifully written
You are on a roll tonight, Owen. Damn, that was beautiful too.
Thank you. I do have a water theme going tonight.