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

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…

i am the bottom of Cinderella’s sl… not seen and feels many hurts was caressed once when yonder a man searched for his… one to call - his love

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…

missing little piece’s buried in the box no edging left can’t get through the locks to retrieve through ground

as it’s moisture fills the cracks… my lips, and i slowly draw my hand from my hips to appeal to it the bliss of the pure essence delivered from such a small burst

hidden emotions brakes the soul rips and tears remain effecting the physical and making it decay

then one spirit says to the other i will do it this way the other says no . and i,.. - well i, .. i get stuck in the middle

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

the thin pentacles growing tentacl… covering over as if by suffocation the dwelling in which you live and know what fine line lays between each second of a minute

turning the faucet on and asking for something and out it pours, free flowing and full of color, abstract for the eye to see

sad even the lightning bug has a purpose in a jar but a heart, no place