Our bodies unfurl and then curl into each other under night’s cover. We are waves in motion on an inky ocean or sand-blown stones hidden in a desert’s undertones. We are intertwined limbs, hearts, souls and minds, dancing in the dark until we spark – stars falling in the empty sky of morning. Kim M. […]
bees hum thunder among sweet-scented lightning honeysuckle storm Kim M. Russell, 13th August 2019 My response to Carpe Diem #1723 Honeysuckle This August we are creating a bouquet of wild flowers, and today’s flower is honeysuckle.