keeper of wild places

longing for the castle the roughness of the old stone against my skin the coolness of the moss overgrown walls the heat of the ...

a garden in a tree stump click click click i love the sound of high heels of course here on the dirt you can't hear it hey bea...

the distant hills soft softer as on normal days the new leaves long turned dark green the meadow (where we lay) gained purple and yell...

And this summer began almost in April. And it is not just the swimming. Outside all day Walking leisurely half naked in the heat. Summ...

hey babe you gotta live it babe love it high frequency sensations red hot feelings in the low light night spiders reflecting an...

of course i am the water how did i miss that i flow gently over the seabed dotted with tiny flowers pink and purple how far away ...