Thursday, 29 December 2016


Me, my girl & a quiet island.
Close by,
another world.
The wind turned her cheeks to rosebuds,
on the other side of the island,
the sun glistened in gold. 

Although it was closed,
there was a faint sound of music
 from the summer restaurant
lingering in the crisp air,
as birds began their feast
on her outstretched hand. 

"We stood
steady as the stars in the woods
So happy-hearted
And the warmth rang true 
inside these bones
As the old pine fell we sang,
just to bless the morning."



It makes me happy
when you leave a trace

- whether it's a single word
or you scribble all over.


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