Ardrossan — With each step, And each breath, Through forests, Or seas, We reach and grab, Pieces of in-betweens. We collect souvenirs, With shutters, Or capture moments, with laughter, Eyes wide, We trace the wo...
Hitchhiker
Dusk to Dust
Frosted not Fragile
A shock of a bloom,resting against your hand,wisp of spring,a promise made,an apple tree to witness.