Long, long way in the misty greenEndless ramblings of two birdwatching souls/Rapturous murmurs in far-off cornersForbidden twitterings on forsaken poles… ….And now, with the drab cup of coffee in my hands And the silly streak of sunshine gleaming my lap, The breast still throbs darling!!! Whip me, whip me, whip me with memories… I am … Continue reading Looking from You Among Distant Woods