Untitled AFTER LOVE MAKING A SOFT SILENCE COMES DECENDS SILENTLY LIKE FALLING SNOW SWANS LIE BESIDE EACH OTHER SENDING THEIR ONE IN DEBURGHS WOOD TO FILL EACH FLOWER WITH THE POWER OF CONTENTMENT AND LOVE. Share this: poemPrintMoreTwitterFacebookLinkedInRedditTumblrPinterestPocketTelegramWhatsAppSkypeEmailLike this:Like Loading... By timmyconway poet View all of timmyconway's posts.
