My day is almost completed the bobs and weaves of the spirited world have brushed past me,leaving tiny offerings much of them i will not recall perhaps even in a few days, along this crazy street mix my mind beats against.The shattered glass,a porn moon caught in willow herb,the glass slipper of wants tumble beneath my fingers chasing time across these keys the wonderment,that i am here the third day on the bounce is a much munched rainbow.
I am in awe from a much luved blog i visit who's post this evening has taken my breath away,words are at times far richer than the diamonds on fingers slim...i must dash time has eroded the shower calls it is time to invade the world of my purple veins.