Monday, June 28, 2010
Thursday, June 24, 2010
As if I walk.
as if the air is there.
Ever present your space remains.
it sings till it echos in my mind.
the hope of you hidden in my heart.
In what's left, in what's lost
and I never want to set it right.
calling to me:
my arms, my heart
it's only here that I am home.
-For my dear friends,
Thinking of you. Remembering him.