Roots reaching in Thirst
She acted-spontaneous
Limbs longing for light.
Image of 'Bamboo Canopy' via Wikimedia Commons October 19, 2015 in Public Domain.
“A poet is a nightingale, who sits in darkness and sings to cheer its own solitude with sweet sounds.” -Percy Bysshe Shelley
Roots reaching in Thirst
She acted-spontaneous
Limbs longing for light.
Image of 'Bamboo Canopy' via Wikimedia Commons October 19, 2015 in Public Domain.
Yet from far away you catch someone's eye like a tiny ripple you feel, eventually. It reminds you about touch and the permeable skin wr...