Many years ago, before I lived a life on this earthYou were a small boy, in a striped t-shirt, with many dreamsChucking rocks around in your small man..
She looked at her bottle of Dolce and Gabbana Light Blue and the memory flashed over her, like the summer heat. Her hand gripped the edge of the sink ..
Someone asked me once why I don't like laundryI told them that it was because Laundry made me think of dying.Laundry, the task that is never finished...