tympani resounds,
sounds of rain on a tin roof.
Hot rhythms; cool cat.
(C) Copyright Walter J Wojtanik – 2014
THROUGH THE EYES OF A POET'S HEART
My heart envisions what my eyes refuse to see. ~Poet Walter J Wojtanik
My heart envisions what my eyes refuse to see. ~Poet Walter J Wojtanik
tympani resounds,
sounds of rain on a tin roof.
Hot rhythms; cool cat.
(C) Copyright Walter J Wojtanik – 2014
My heart envisions what my eyes refuse to see. ~Poet Walter J Wojtanik
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