Things that normally wouldn't be funny in rememberingAnymore than they were in experiencingthe first time around......Somehow in this space of Graceex..
Falls brilliant blush isdancing across the edgesof the remnants of spring.They converse in the wind, anddangle on twigs holding holidays ornaments;rub..
you have crept under the fence of my thinking;a vein tangling itself in the trellis of my thoughts,a curious inspiration making flowers known in the o..
And what a marvelous trail it is,absorbing our tears,soothing our fears.Our footprints mingled there in the leaves and last nights rainwith the marks ..