Friday, May 14, 2010
Breaking a ghost's heart
Not everything has to be a joke. Calm those cords. Chuckle later. Splash in my eyes and in the laughing mouths. Jump in, pull yourself out, do promise to be back soon. Fire in the tendons, the ligaments won't cope yet those fingers, those palms on my waist and around my neck could do all sorts of things. Thank you for it all. I'll look forward and look back, there is nothing that can not be done here, in our souls and in our minds.