the tender curls of the leaves bring the gardener to his knees to touch the softness, stroking it… it’s not time dear to go into hidi… stay and splay your beauty more
she set the easel up steadying the back leg with an old glue tube while raising up in her chair she spots it, there it was,
sandalwood and jasmine turn tail and attack the senses of your mind as you just stand there and watch it go by
in this globe i am alone or they are in a globe with different rules, ideas and plans no cracks get in the way
until now when the understanding is felt while sifting fingers through freshly plowed dirt
so im stuck here beside my mind thinking all the time that i just discovered life while still making time to ride with paw prints beside
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
it’s the sound of a greeting card taped up to be displayed as if to say something as a greeting card would try to co… it’s message to the receiver
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
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…
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
i don’t know where they come from i don’t know where they are going they have a mind of their own they speak about UN-understandabl… i sometimes search for them
the day was thoughts and the ladder long waiting to fall was willing to harm connecting the dots
loud louder loudest loudest yet louder still more
i tried sign language, the languag… they call it, the mating call, the… of the pelican to the penguin as t… and you see the light through the… and know that there is hope, waiti…