Red hair
I
Do
A hunger need depth unimaginable
Yearns she does, cries still as she watches angels sooth winter back to sleep
She too
Has
As we learn to live as one at last, I know alone is relative
Red hair
I
Do
A hunger need depth unimaginable
Yearns she does, cries still as she watches angels sooth winter back to sleep
She too
Has
As we learn to live as one at last, I know alone is relative
I have
red
eyes
Love xx
I
Have
No
Idea
🙂
youch!
I love the last line, I know alone is relative. Very deep in many ways.
Like I’ve said before, you are a master at economy of words, saying a lot with very little. I wish I was as an efficient writer as you are.