sandy toes and muddled mind, piano notes echo through the waves
clasped hands and closed eyes, pirouetting feathers hold my gaze.
fallen down, gasping purple lilacs,
tactfully joining fragments,
once again
to create something original
an ever constant evolution of the soul.
Feb 20, 2012
Feb 20, 2012 at 11:55 PM UTC
sandy toes and muddled mind, piano notes echo through the waves
clasped hands and closed eyes, pirouetting feathers hold my gaze.
fallen down, gasping purple lilacs,
tactfully joining fragments,
once again
to create something original
an ever constant evolution of the soul.
