Samantha Sirimanne Hyde
a lone dove coos at the arcade amid the bustle we forage for time to write these songs releasing a bee trapped in cobwebs my heart soars as I’m drenched in autumn sunlight winter gusts… on unfinished pavers flicker of…
a lone dove coos at the arcade amid the bustle we forage for time to write these songs releasing a bee trapped in cobwebs my heart soars as I’m drenched in autumn sunlight winter gusts… on unfinished pavers flicker of…