Today I blog tomorrow I sell fresh bread
Look outside
Do you see the cold
rise with an exhale
of breath
Sleep on concrete
huddle in arms
awaken to boot marks
awaken to stars
Tonight I sleep
warm in bed
snuggled close
alarm set
Glance out the window
see the cold on glass, frozen
dark sky and stars glare
through the truth
To evaluate past to present and to conjure positive possibilities. Growing a translucent skin to hide my soul in.
pebble path to tomorrow's gate
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- pandorahunter
- Once upon a time a self indulged goddess tumbled into a world of lost boys. From a pink sky world to a dark night she ran until she was stopped by something more then her. In order to save the god son she had to return as a mortal and unlearn the ways she knew. Now she is a living with the god son, goddess young, and ronyon that travels the same road with her.
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