Mother’s Touch
I capture the last gleam of my eastern prayer roomGolden it’s glimmer to guide me when shadows break the fencesValley
Read MoreI capture the last gleam of my eastern prayer roomGolden it’s glimmer to guide me when shadows break the fencesValley
Read MoreIf I draw sight with wordsAn ocean should be born in your eyes If I planted a blood rose in
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