June 2010
poison ivy, please come back
i like watching the raindrops fall onto the groundeach one like a black diamond shattering into forgotten pieces of life’s stolen joy, a stolen memory, a moment without sound.Droplets of life, almost invisible, carrying everything you are to meevery evaporated tear falling into the same puddle of all of the world’s sadness, every ressurected night and sunken sunrise and every...
