February 26, 2013 by Russ L
Today I heard your feminine voice again,
calling out to me,
I have not met you.
Posted in American Indian, Native American, Nature, Poem, Poems, Poetry | Tagged American Indian, Culture, Native American, Nature, Poem, Poems, Poetry | 3 Comments
she’s either very shy or being “coy”!
Shy, I think.
O the sweet whispers of your internal anima begging you to appear….
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