The stunning poet of the river...
Tag: digital humanities
The finest nectar
Everywhere love went...
We are all part
We are all part of one....
Dancing with the stars
My moment squeezes...
In a patchwork
The barbs come in from all sides...
In her room
If you judge yourself harshly
To stitch a dress
To stitch a dress made of all...
The found luminaries
The paths are full. The moon...
Crave familiar
Funny smile and confident cheek...
Yesterday
alive aheart a busy way...
LiaThePoet 