WINTER December 10, 2012October 26, 2013 Cold touch of white powder finds your toes quicker that a warm hand next to you. Clean crumbs of pure cloud are crunched under the weight of mind. Gives in. Melts down. Defaced beauty. – Chatty Owl – Share this:Share on Facebook (Opens in new window)Click to email (Opens in new window)Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)Like this:Like Loading...
wambliokiye says: January 11, 2013 at 18:03 Reply Great! I also love the alliterations 😉 Clean crumbs..cloud..crunched
Great! I also love the alliterations 😉
Clean crumbs..cloud..crunched
I was aiming for that, thanks!
Let it snow 🙂
Much needed message from owly. Stunning as always ❤