I shall not finish my poem / what I have written is so sweet / the flies are beginning to torment me
~ Author unknown
I bit into you / and fell into prayer / as I held heaven in my mouth
For the love of figs
{Poetic prose}
I shall not finish my poem / what I have written is so sweet / the flies are beginning to torment me
~ Author unknown
I bit into you / and fell into prayer / as I held heaven in my mouth
For the love of figs