Photo by Andre Moura on Pexels.com Humbled as Molasses Awestruck. Your way is sweet and pothole deep. It catches me  with syrupy mesmerize-ation. Black strapped-ly complex stuck in between everything, known or dreamt.   You're Muse embodied.   Distracting and welcomed. Conflicted and twisting, you could be trouble for me; or I for you.   … Continue reading Puddle Duck