Full Harvest Moon, yes!
and a beautiful wind storm coming.
That’s primal; that’s nostrils flared and wind ruffling my mane —
I found a wild grapevine climbing a wild blackberry.
There’s a good story in that.
Full Harvest Moon, yes!
and a beautiful wind storm coming.
That’s primal; that’s nostrils flared and wind ruffling my mane —
I found a wild grapevine climbing a wild blackberry.
There’s a good story in that.