a convitare of pastries and tea ricevimento of the package a little ballo on skates picking the paint off the fence to place in the box and wrap
the water paints blend as i try to share my oil with you, helping to keep your lamp bright, as the coming comes can i go with you
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 place my hand in yours and we manipulate the dance floor at the museum the people stop
keeping us tipping on one toe always over guessing looking through the hole not sure if i have a soul
the bray is gay in may sway will be okay display the tray play today pay and replay
shuffle reshuffle cut . reshuffle picking different cards this time placing a crinkle
the master tapestry woven soft silk into my hair putting a bead on taking one off
pen in hand etching the details of this life as it comes no planned out
the self sabotaging squirrel planting trees with in trees destroying his own dwelling or constructing his future weakening the trees bring bugs
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…
if i mix red and blue will it make… or a fragment of the odor it could be the base or nothing at all the wash between cycles
the day was thoughts and the ladder long waiting to fall was willing to harm connecting the dots
as you place me in your hand folding fingers over and carrying… to a place where you can get the magnifying glass out, are you going to burn me?
with it’s icy soaking fiery gaze it all ended, blown away with out a care, for the other what did he mean by that when he wrote it with red pen
