Log in

No account? Create an account
Previous Entry Share Next Entry
Singing Agathe
I've traveled to the edge of the world
it's just a simple shore
the stones are gray, the waves are soft
the sun is muted dim

I can skip across the water's back
into the hazy Naught
and if I can come back
I will be bearing silver chains
Tags: ,

  • 1
  • 1