A maverick's madness is without method and his genius without purpose.
Saturday, June 23, 2018
Innocence
To listen to the swag of a falling dry leaf
Or to be amused by the chirps and splashes in a birdbath
Or to taste the tears and mascara on a lover’s cheek
Or to smell the peaceful October sky,
Or to become it.
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