Author: Sanaa

[Desire] slipped me a bottle of Gamay, in the wee hours of morning, […]
Scent of freshly brewed ristretto and pear butter, pour memories out unto readying […]
The woods we walk through are a blooming riot, Yet part of the […]
At eventide as clouds pierce through the wind, I breathe in view, one […]
It feels as though echo, perhaps a recurring dream I walked with you […]
Like snow that melts upon touch, Oh! soft as scent of damask rose. […]