With the wind
Feeling the breeze of the night listening to the song of the wind swaying along with it flowing with it feeling at ease with it the soul is relaxed
Feeling the breeze of the night listening to the song of the wind swaying along with it flowing with it feeling at ease with it the soul is relaxed
I’m waiting, waiting for the inspiration to hit. Did I lose my muse when we made up? I want to write about happy things now. I don’t want to sink into the deep dark place anymore where fogs and blackness can devour me whole. I just want to stay by your side, where the sun […]