I invite you in, through the lens, of my perception: my eyes, leaking tears, shed like watercolour-paint-blotches upon my cheeks, and skin, crinkled with the weight of age and all I’ve seen through lifetimes. Think again, I’ll ask before you come in: just a warning, for I wonder how you might cope to observe, firstContinue reading “Through the Eyes of a Psychic”
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Through Time
The petals of our fragile love unravelling in the gossamer breeze of fading time as you and I drift through and away between enlightened spirits revealing as they’re fiercely weaving the webs of our stolen memories.
Child of the Sun
from the stars I came… … and to the stars I shall return
