Aubade – Since Flower, Nor Stone, Nor Depths of the Raging Sea

The days descend inhaling orange-grey stretches of sundown and anxious heartbeats as though their life depend on it, I silently watch the city with its buildings, it's windswept blooms and trees, I can't deny that you have been on my mind, I think about you often as clouds leisurely drift across and permeate every aspect … Continue reading Aubade – Since Flower, Nor Stone, Nor Depths of the Raging Sea