"& if only the world could remain in a frame, like a painting on the wall.
I think we'd finally see the beauty then and stare at it in awe."





Monday, August 23, 2010

Birds on a Wire:


The dawn is breaking,
a light shining through.
You're barely waking;
& I'm tangled up in you.
You hold me like the sky holds the sun.

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