Gypsy Heart
Calling Me
I have stacks of drawings of faces that have appeared to me, whispering their story, asking to be seen.
I have stacks of drawings of faces that have appeared to me, whispering their story, asking to be seen.
Always a good idea. It may seem like a simplistic thing to say, yet truth is simple.
Silly is as silly does. Too tired to …
How often have I glanced
only to fall in head over heals and back
onto stare way to heavenly
in the center of perfection
Whether standing or not,
filled with power or something sour
the Queen of Stripes
knows naught
but else she has ordered herself