fantastic. the fissure, the divide. the chasm that creates the rift. swallows the lions and the lambs into the abyss. not a moment to dream. only a silent choice of anguish scream.- Bo Raven S.
Yes sir poet so well the words know the hour here.- David Wetzel (leafsailors ghost)
Yes sir poet so well the words know the hour here.- David Wetzel (leafsailors ghost)