Quote for Today: Sanober Khan
it was the kind of moon that I would want to send back to my ancestors and gift to my descendants so they know that I too, have been bruised…by …
it was the kind of moon that I would want to send back to my ancestors and gift to my descendants so they know that I too, have been bruised…by …
Love, be mystical as the flickering blue flame of night as the fully-awoken moon beneath cobwebs of passing clouds amidst chanting high-tides fuzzy, as my blanket big enough to illuminate …
my love is a winter’s mist gently dissolving through the window at the nape of your neck. ―Sanober Khan, A touch, a tear, a tempest Public Domain Image via pexel.com