Once upon a time, when women were birds, there was the simple understanding, that to sing at dawn and to sing at dusk, was to heal the world through joy.
I was a balmy breeze, casually here and there, but suddenly gone. I was a thousand grains of precious pink sand slowly slipping through soft finger tips that grasped at
Much like sushi, You are raw & intimidating to most, but as you delve into the layers you soon realize there is much more than meets the eye. You are