And in the middle of all these words, there is me - and my pen.
Clouds
Above - candyfloss clouds waiting to be eaten. I devour them with hungry eyes, tasty!
Paradis
Tags: Cinquain
This entry was posted by Paradis on Wednesday, February 3rd, 2010 at 11:22 pm and is filed under Cinquain by Paradis, Poetry by Paradis.
a non sequitur with fifty shades of grey. Insidious world.