there is freedom waiting for you,
on the breeze of the sky,
and you ask "what if i fall?"
oh but my darling,
what if you fly?
-e.h
{all lowercase intended}
there is freedom waiting for you,
on the breeze of the sky,
and you ask "what if i fall?"
oh but my darling,
what if you fly?
-e.h
{all lowercase intended}
Within this anthology lies a tapestry of verses penned by Jcena Mortiff, each intricately woven around diverse manifestations of love. These words ache to break the shackles of confinement, the very...