poetry
SOSPIRO The rooms are quiet now. There is no voice to echo mine no other heart that beats the same no sigh that mirrors my own. No eyes to mourn with me the passing of Time. Sign in to see full entry.
Longo-Geremia: poetry
By LongoGeremia - About Me - E-mail this page - Add to My Favorites - Add to Blog List - See other blogs in Poetry
About this Blog
MALINCONIA {Longings}
Recent Entries
People
Previous: Poetry - New Entries - Next: poetry