(existing's tricky:but to live's a gift)
It may take two people to make a really beautiful mistake.
deeds cannot dream what dreams can do
worms are the words but joy's the voice
Someone asked me what home was and all I could think of were the stars on the tip of your tongue, the flowers sprouting from your mouth, the roots entwined in the gaps between your fingers, the ocean echoing inside of your ribcage.
All in green went my love of riding on a great horse of gold into the silver dawn.