As I was sitting out on the porch last night – bathing in the soft, silver moon light and feeling the late October midnight dew settling on my skin – Zephyrus the West wind swept down by my side and sighed, ever so gentle, ever so forlorn.
As I was sitting out on the porch last night – bathing in the soft, silver moon light and feeling the late October midnight dew settling on my skin – Zephyrus the West wind swept down by my side and sighed, ever so gentle, ever so forlorn.