Change I would, many frames of my life,

The picture, I have only one.

 

Drink I could, many cocktails of love,

The water is always from you.

 

Climb I might, many mountains of righteousness,

The gray fields of our shared mischiefs is where I play.

 

Sing I often, sultry songs of misgivings,

the melody of your hope still puts me to sleep.

 

Run I disheveled, looking for places to rest,

Home is but, only with you.

…now that you’re here

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Ria and her love affair with reading

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