Sunday, July 4, 2010

we are these places that are overgrown.
in our bedrooms,
in those nooks made from driftwood and rusty nails.
places where you can open your eyes and look up.
where your iris changes colour from brown to blue.
when you hold my heart in your hands i feel calm.
like we are one soul which we are.
like our eyes are always looking at the same place no matter how far apart we are.
& that is our connection.

1 comment:

Kristi said...

your words are beautiful.