Strange are the nights with visions
of gleaming fleams, piercing vapours
and sweet soft humming murmurs
merging gold blue crimson and black,
golden globe sinks,succumbs to darkness
Continue reading at Poetic Oceans
Strange are the nights with visions
of gleaming fleams, piercing vapours
and sweet soft humming murmurs
merging gold blue crimson and black,
golden globe sinks,succumbs to darkness
Continue reading at Poetic Oceans

























