I have gotten so good
at imagining your mouth
on my body
that when I close my eyes
I can feel you.
Because like berries on the vine, we get sweeter over time
“Love recognizes no barriers. It jumps hurdles, leaps fences, penetrates walls to arrive at its destination full of hope.” — Maya Angelou
Photos, art - and a little bit of LIT.
A Look on the Brighter Side of Life
Plowing through Life in the Country...One Calf Nut at a Time
Author River Dixon
A writer with no name 👽