A wolf howls his soul into the misty night. The moon answers with glowing silence. – Terri Guillemets
Ink and paper are sometimes passionate lovers, oftentimes brother and sister, and occasionally mortal enemies. – Terri Guillemets
A wolf howls his soul into the misty night. The moon answers with glowing silence. – Terri Guillemets
Ink and paper are sometimes passionate lovers, oftentimes brother and sister, and occasionally mortal enemies. – Terri Guillemets
I heard the teardrop hit my pillow before I even knew I was crying. – Terri Guillemets