in the hive or packaged together and open on t… the day of forgiveness, how could… where the groves in the hand will… as the togetherness is in-cased in…
the tears didn’t leave a trail into the corn field till after the couple was found frozen and dead but left many puddles after
i know that and long for that day the day of pearls, will i get one to polish and reflect the light under your wing, holding the star from shooting to far, because thes…
hidden emotions brakes the soul rips and tears remain effecting the physical and making it decay
or begins as the key climbs the string hey kite, what are thee to me for i say when you fly the cords of my mind
would be like finding the end of t… only you weren’t looking for it to the surprise of not many days l… shaken and stirred, mixed in a way of never to be separated again
lost in the scent as the smelling… escorting beauty by the hand - buy… because the tone is in the air as the spider spins her web - her… on a hill, the breeze wrapping you…
as i went to leave a comment and say something like– gold isn’t gold with out the fire. and then i doubted as if questioning my own beliefs
if only to have him see that the inside of the marble wont roll, tilted but the pink of the rose will go up the nose
abstract paint i did again after many years gone by forgot the feeling of the strokes mixing of hews to blend much like poetry, never seeing
it can take the butterfly a long t… stretch its wings to the full leng… using them as antennas to look int… the future and know how many beans… if while fumbling in the pocket, t…
reading eyes, bleeding fingers longing for the other to put the salt back in the shaker rearranging the letters to figure the meaning of the words
As the last note is played and you consider the stalks that are being beaten down outside your window and ponder the image in the mirror
placing a bandage on the little to… will start the thawing process to increase the time left place the spring in the basket while dripping backwards
sad even the lightning bug has a purpose in a jar but a heart, no place