i weave the butterfly hairs into your looks and they look like feathers blowing in the airs with no one to read the book the tongue stopped by time
i think time stop or is standing s… so still that you can’t see the wh… as the sun kisses upon your sill maybe paw prints will design the f… once again this might be a hard pi…
he spoke to me once about a purple bubble - protecting as is the mustard seed hanging in a necklace - where did it go where did these emotions grow
hidden emotions brakes the soul rips and tears remain effecting the physical and making it decay
emotions seared without heart speared like the mixing of the molecules sweat and oil pressing together distance gone with out setting a p…
glossed over as if covered in a way that makes it new some say white others blue
as i place my hand in yours and we manipulate the dance floor at the museum the people stop
leaves of red and gold come crashing down in disgust that after such a little time of s… and finally –perfecting color the beauty is cast down and trodde…
down yonder it gracefully glides cascades of color to my surprise light on one side - confides in the corner where it hides the reflection of the shadow
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…
sad even the lightning bug has a purpose in a jar but a heart, no place
you have away of making three equa… mixing the blue and yellow to spea… measuring the depths of the roots,… putting the whole on the scroll and sealing with the kings ring
in this globe i am alone or they are in a globe with different rules, ideas and plans no cracks get in the way
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
pen in hand etching the details of this life as it comes no planned out
