Why, yes.
I'm still here.
Once upon a time.
Songs dancing off my quiet shoulders,
wondering how we are
twelve days deep into January already.
These days,
strung together like
a tender necklace of amber
resting on my collarbone.
I long each day for a church on a hill,
whose bell would ring out
this song of my heart.
Reading
Missed connections
Drinking
Coffee way way too late
Wishing
It was easier to blog on an iPad
*shakes fist at sky* :-)
Thursday, 12 January 2012
Why ,yes
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