Home… We lost…

broken shards, they penetrate the dusky walls of a sinking heart… I miss home…

honesty, oh honesty, why do I miss you so, you’d fold me warm, and hold me tight, and tell me what I know… simplicity, simplicity, soft, just the way to be, leaves in the night, and yellow light, what delightful things to see…


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  1. Gentle as a whisper. Heartfelt.

  2. I love this image and your words. Like a kind of burrowing: soft, gentle and secretive. Beautiful!

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Little Gypsy Blue

soul searchin’


The story doesn't ever end....

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