witness dusk on the top edge of a mountain higher than the largest problem man ever created
Having a best friend is a wonderful happening its a wonder and a **** of the head a twist in the neck like the most interesting engagement transpiring right now
the pink sky fading on a girl's birthday and a disposable snap shot of a moment where two girls smiled arms outstretched towards infinite sky
individuals independents fond over memories of a friend somewhere out of reach they pull out like a ruffled note in a pocket during times when great things are happening but no one to bask with
witness the dusk
we found ourselves there once except we were dancing above the problems
Joyous Goddesses content with blindness in the fog heading for dawn
A story about my best friend and I last year in the Blue Ridge Mountains for my birthday. I miss her so