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 self sabotaging squirrel planting trees with in trees destroying his own dwelling or constructing his future weakening the trees bring bugs
my mind was not on the words as i read them or were they spoken regardless i still don’t have a to… you need two halves for the ride having only one, i had to settle f…
would be like finding the end of t… only you weren’t looking for it to the surprise of not many days l… shaken and stirred, mixed in a way of never to be separated again
abstract paint i did again after many years gone by forgot the feeling of the strokes mixing of hews to blend much like poetry, never seeing
if it was as if the butterfly had just landed, no –lifted in fli… or the breath of it just touched the branch as if begging for (information), h…
sandalwood and jasmine turn tail and attack the senses of your mind as you just stand there and watch it go by
the whole house was going to town blinking in timed segments dazzling
the rabbit left no ladder the climb –of no way no bounce of the mushroom no tear in the ear will help –end this sway
emotions seared without heart speared like the mixing of the molecules sweat and oil pressing together distance gone with out setting a p…
you know the softness just before… it turns to darkness before the li… so, one doesn’t like purple but pi… as if the flower petal just fell f… you see the light at the end, you…
the tales find words in them the weepings from the finger print… speak through words UN-know little smears of oil mixed with du… pressed down in ink, some would sa…
some grow up with a spot to fill a title to live a for runner of things to come
we were young as we walked through… the pearly golden gates scratching our head from the dandruff attack that we breathed in
if only to have him see that the inside of the marble wont roll, tilted but the pink of the rose will go up the nose
