if perfume had an emotion it would be a violent silence evoking quantum leaps into far-off memories raking over histories with a voice of unfading notes and a presence that may cloy or dim yet, never ever leaves ©Vivian Zems... Continue Reading →
(Daily Post) He gazes into the distance Wondering at her insistence Her revelation is a shock He tries to take it in stock It’ll be our secret, she says He’s unsure in every way I'm not so sure, he muses-... Continue Reading →
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