I’ll be your love monster. Ferocious in my hugs for you. Little nibbling bites here and there – on your earlobes, too. I’ll roar on mountaintops. I’ll roar on seashores. I’ll roar from… Continue reading
Upon my pillow, visions of things that could be. All gone. Dream for me. My words are to thank those who gave their lives, so we may continue to dream.