Come and lay with me, here in the amber leaves. Don’t tell me anything. No whispers; no promises you want… Read more Harvest Moon

Come and lay with me, here in the amber leaves. Don’t tell me anything. No whispers; no promises you want… Read more Harvest Moon
It was cloudless last night. The moon was new and sharp, shining so brightly that the rest of the world… Read more Where the West Wind Moves