The Crimson Pear
The poetic tale of a little girl named Sophia.
The poetic tale of a little girl named Sophia.
Some days I think of her. Others days I don’t…
Her eyes reflect the dance floor In them, the lights of a million stars. If I look closely I swear, I can see the world myself, and a thousand other souls. We are trapped in the cages of her mind And in the curves of her body the sway of her hips. The touch of […]