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: Click to share on Bluesky (Opens in new window) Bluesky Click to share on Tumblr (Opens in new window) Tumblr Click to share on Mastodon (Opens in new window) Mastodon Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook Click to share on Reddit (Opens in new window) Reddit Click to share on Pinterest (Opens in new window) Pinterest Click to email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Click to 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?