I make no apologies. I see ghosts; I have felt their breath upon me, their fingers through my hair. I have flown past The farthest stars Carried in the arms Of Angels And I know there Is no such thing as Death. So, it’s…
24 Poems ~ 24 Hours
I make no apologies. I see ghosts; I have felt their breath upon me, their fingers through my hair. I have flown past The farthest stars Carried in the arms Of Angels And I know there Is no such thing as Death. So, it’s…