Hark! The rhythm

Hark! The rhythm. The pellet drum rattles. The dance begins. The creation, the annihilation, the fleeing in-betweens, and beyond these appar...

Thursday, December 22, 2016

Risky trail

On my naked skin,
trail of raw untamed passion,
a beautiful risk.

Linking with Haiku Horizons : Trail

2 comments:

Since every thought is a seed, I am looking forward to a delicious harvest.