For Hidden Fruits

Love letters from Eden...

((We never left)).

It is somewhere here though it cannot be touched or held, for long. I do not know

enough yet to draw a map...

Occasionally, if one is determined, and willing...((or lucky enough to kiss a toad 😉🧞‍♀️)),

we can all catch a glimpse.

Of the where we come from. And the where we go. you there 👁💗👁

Los Niños Perdidos