I was at the beach this morning in the wee early hours just past dawn...seeing this feather touched a nerve, so I brought it home with me. It just spoke volumes to me...made me want to write a poem or something...a novel?
Well, the thing about me is, I'm really interested in you.
Yes, you...don't look over your shoulder, I mean you. Not in a creepy way, not a stalker woman, just interested. period.
No comments:
Post a Comment