"Flames of music flap around stone.
Drops of pearl melt on feather stars.
Opal eyes hold a voice in the wave of dreams."
I offer a collection of poems I write from time to time...
"Flames of music flap around stone.
Drops of pearl melt on feather stars.
Opal eyes hold a voice in the wave of dreams."
I offer a collection of poems I write from time to time...