On Being Both Captive and Captor
the freedom of capturing that which captures

Early Morning Poetry


"At the touch of love everyone becomes a poet."
~Plato~


August 22, 2009
Dipolog City

2 comments:

awww the beach... i'm longing for the beach!!! you're blessed to live near the beach. i could sit down there for the longest time and just listen to all the sounds... the wind, the waves in the distance, the waves near my feet...


Blessed, indeed, Mika. Let's do all those things if you come and visit. =)


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