Sunday, February 8, 2015

FALLING- 2005

Raindrops dance simultaneously to the roaring rythm of my wounded heart-  I'm thanking the moon for it's wonderous night.
Burning blazes of sun melt my delicate skin, I'm praising the stars for shining their light.
Earth shattering surges of pleasure and pain stream through my broken veins,
I'm smiling at the sky and its divine right.

The universe uniting-everything and nothing all at once.
I struggle, and fight, and think of you.

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