most definitely worth gazing into and holding on as the water pours… trying to flood the soul of the wh… the warm rays embarrassing as if t… going deep as if searching the oce…
as if the razor couldn’t cut or the rose had no smell, but your nose was dripping and a tissue was not in reach of the umbrella that
in this globe i am alone or they are in a globe with different rules, ideas and plans no cracks get in the way
the goose bumps resonating essence leaking out as emotions
sad even the lightning bug has a purpose in a jar but a heart, no place
as my thoughts turn orange you see and cling to me wanting to do what you use to do and now the physical is gone
the land stars blink and rise under the pale pink sky singing as they dance to the tune of each others hearts
the whole house was going to town blinking in timed segments dazzling
slipping in the cool as the feet love the feel cozy cradled in the head make it a water bed dreams do come
shy timid in a way that makes the blood warm, beating as it pump… the words from the finger tips creating it’s own world - to live… or dream of, the stars tell the st…
the master tapestry woven soft silk into my hair putting a bead on taking one off
the facade fighting for position making a bubble to wrap in holding all the desires and keeping all the harm out so we think, but harm we cause
loud louder loudest loudest yet louder still more
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…
pen in hand etching the details of this life as it comes no planned out