bkiwik:
Lost, yesterday, somewhere between sunrise and sunset, two golden hours, each set with sixty diamond minutes. No reward is offered, for they are gone forever.
bkiwik:
I've loved so many times and I've drowned them all From their coral graves, they rise up when darkness falls With their bones they'll scratch the window, I hear them call
bkiwik:
The wind circles among the trees And it bangs about the new-made leaves For it is breathless without you