Sometimes
the perfection of it
hurts your heart:
the whiteness of the light,
the blueness of the sky,
the blackness of the trees,
and you must pause,
there is no choice.
*****
I'm taking a break from blogging
I have things to do
and people to see
in the meantime
let's turn up the volume
my love to you all
x
the perfection of it
hurts your heart:
the whiteness of the light,
the blueness of the sky,
the blackness of the trees,
and you must pause,
there is no choice.
*****
I'm taking a break from blogging
I have things to do
and people to see
in the meantime
let's turn up the volume
my love to you all
x