Ronan Quinn

You have an essence that I will go and get. As you think of me, so I do of you, a hanging calm, not settled yet, I take hold of your...

Wait for me, please, and we will travel far into the sunset together, we’ll hold all ready worn out hands, hands soft, but well flowered,...

I am used to the silences. Rain still muddles onto the ground, pounding of my thoughts on the back of my head, I thought I heard you on...