Send Me A Sign

Won't someone please send me a sign? Like mauve light, dreamy and silken, filling my room, filling my eyes with wishes. Or a south wind at sea, longing for land great and wide, then finding it in fields of yellow flowers. Or even rain, gentle as fingertips, cleansing and feeding and rippling down glass. A... Continue Reading →

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