...the wind has a purpose - to rattle the window panes, disturb the cat and make me miss you ...
John Geddes...I prefer rain -sometimes I feel sunlight will turn me to stone - perhaps I'm a Troll...
John Geddes...sorrow binds us - I will always cherish you - my only disillusionment is unspoken words ...
John Geddes...and here's a secret for you - everything beautiful is sad...gilded with impermanence...
John Geddes