we only wanted we wanted to feel but the sun and the moon the wind and the waves and then the trees the trees lost form as the road became endless endless as the stars stars we could no longer see with each morning each morning we are new but the sun and the moon… Read More Elevation


Time moves backward slowly In a gentle arc With the kindest eyes That only see what you make real And what you feel As you you trace your fingers Along the soft edges Suspended by the finest threads That are gone the very moment You realize they are there