francoise
The fruit of your inspiration
is Ripe
For me to pick and present
with Taste
is Ripe
For me to pick and present
with Taste
Again your precious eye captures me and my hope becomes like the sun Burning gloriously...as the life pleaser but suddenly, reality is as a cloud. To strike again, ... and gone the warmth... To those dreams lived with in hope... By... Simon Auchterlonie
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