Lines on the moon
Your thought of me completes my dream of you. Like two pieces of the sky joining together at day and …
Your thought of me completes my dream of you. Like two pieces of the sky joining together at day and …
Source: http://www.mymodernmet.com/profiles/blogs/oleg-oprisco-portraits via ia2 on The Matboard I belong to faraway journeys that began long ago or once upon a …
Passing through narrow airless corridors I only heard the voices of the waves as they lapped winds’ cheeks, clouds softly …
give each flower a name to go with the celtic moons – singing moon, harvest moon, cold and ice moon …
Lead me away from the shadows of the moon… those shadows slice the night with silver blades into beauty and …
The moon fades from the morning sky – its pixie light falling off the milky edge of the world… With …
The wakeful moon roams the night sky in search of sleep. Strumming the starlight, beating the cloud-drums, playing the lute …
Seamless is the sky to the naked eye But deep within its womb where time zones melt into surreal light …
the moon curves on its downward journey and takes in its wake a silver sheet lined with clouds and dreams …