in his personal effectsa walletwell-worn brown leatheringrained with lifeshe hesitatedopened to findinside with new notesa name-bandthe one placed on ..
Fluid, flowing brushwood sways,swinging playful in soft breeze,like the tresses of a girlteasing moments through the pane,I recall those long fair cur..
Rotating blades of rescue birdare heard above a storm-rent bay.As darkness of the night is sliced,a cone beams down of blazing lightto search the cres..
You bring me a kaleidoscopeof coloured swirls,patterned pathways, crescent curls.Shapes which oscillate and turn.Hues that burn in blazing heat.These ..