You can fade into a ripple..not take from my work..please.

Resting.

Go fly a kite.

I'm listening to Leonard Cohan right now.

Dancing dragons change and shift positions in a clamorous condition which defies description so here is the fiction.

Seems like poetry is becoming more popular around the world in general.

The great love.

Possible is sometimes actual.

Angel speaks.

Wall.

Also France has been added as a country catching on to this poetry blog.

Now Iran is a country interested in my site as well.

Love persists or the soul is amiss.

For darling.