A sudden move interrupted the courtship and we were bluen asunder, away.
Afraid of our short term memories fading out the truth and the moment.
Dammmmit all to hell.
Life might be a joke.
Come to me, honey.
Drip as slow as you need to.
I've been a biscuit desert nomad.
I've passed fountains for the same flavour that you have within your comb.
Earthquake.
Nothing was in boxes.
You hurt since day one and you can't start a new one.
Sunshine in the morning, take a walk with me.
Take desperate measures.
Take flight and stabilize.
Come back by orbit.
Ellipse such as fine as a circle.
Eclipsed by Pink Moon and her curse infinitum.
Carried out by Blue Monkey.
Tore up her garden.
Burned the fire escape and made her step back.
Layers of blankets, your choice, hot cocoa or tea.
Heavy loads and four hands.
Life in a snifter shared with quick tongues.
A passion for the garden of this and that.
