Light fades with flickering flames
Balmy breezes waft through the trees
Pleasant shivers blanket the flesh
Akin to receiving a lover’s kiss
The heady scent of gardens perfume
Leaves a swell in her heart one night in June
Gifted with a keenly honed sense of the duality that resides in the soul of every human being, Jill Terry has been called a master at her craft; ensnaring the heart and raw emotions of her subjects, with a depth and honesty rarely found these days.