Time Slips As Sea And Sand Beseech ~ Decima No. 46

Time Slips As Sea And Sand Beseech Sinking low, reduced to a glow Hues pink, in the eyes come to dance Bridging the heavens, wondrous trance. Harmonious, endless, the flow, Stories untold hidden below. Tower of rocks for the sky reach, A barrier caressing the beach. Golden drops where sun’s heat is caught And lostContinue reading “Time Slips As Sea And Sand Beseech ~ Decima No. 46”