She flit and she drove them and him mad, both equal and in tirn, Though those who would tell her herself to her face, only elicited her giggles, and quickly jumps ‘ere, with discomfort tempered in and with unconditional love. She loved man by his his touch. Effortlessly and yet also endlessly. His confusion at […]
The Art of communication, huh?
Cheers to this amazing educator, bot time and effort are not taken for granted. So glad you reflected and then shared.