unchained poetry nature is a prudish lover and will not give secrets first you must learn to win them honestly or not at all, i’m afraid for without you may well kiss the wind but the wind will not kiss you, back. Share this: Share on Bluesky (Opens in new window) Bluesky Share on Tumblr (Opens in new window) Tumblr Share on Mastodon (Opens in new window) Mastodon Share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook Share on Reddit (Opens in new window) Reddit Share on Pinterest (Opens in new window) Pinterest Email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Share on X (Opens in new window) X Like Loading...
Sounds like the bard’s song to introduce an epic. Can the Sieve commission you to write it in daily installments?
Sounds like the bard’s song to introduce an epic. Can the Sieve commission you to write it in daily installments?