Continents
It is time to stretch my arms over the blue seas & lie in foreign beds again. my tongue yearns for the salted taste of seasides, comfort & home. I leave again today, pinning myself to opposite ends of this […]
It is time to stretch my arms over the blue seas & lie in foreign beds again. my tongue yearns for the salted taste of seasides, comfort & home. I leave again today, pinning myself to opposite ends of this […]