In the dry heat and
Dust, long have I walked. I am
Parched. She comes like one
Long awaited, to
My care is she sworn. To my
Lips, she is water.
Fiction, memoir, and musings, from Minotaur Productions
In the dry heat and
Dust, long have I walked. I am
Parched. She comes like one
Long awaited, to
My care is she sworn. To my
Lips, she is water.