i can’t
i can't i'm not going to be able to remind you to go if you've never been there i try and describe ecstasy but it comes out as poetry…
i can't i'm not going to be able to remind you to go if you've never been there i try and describe ecstasy but it comes out as poetry…
all too much i wondered today if i'm running down if joy expressed is joy lost leaving a loving partner spending time in the mountains the desert the candy aisle…
listening for silence running into a lonely space loss hopelessness forgiveness hope doubt the city around me bustling and hustling my get up and go gone a son again…