Tuesday, May 15, 2012

We Could Paint a Pretty Galaxy

I wonder if I am having a quiet nervous breakdown. Stay with me in this moment, I don't want to leave this behind, bring it forward with me. Carry ourselves with this moment and bask in each other's sunshine, the eternal depth of ourselves shining on each other. You make me feel alive. Live with me in our moments and lace them together with flecks of Pluto and we could paint a pretty galaxy of mirrors and comfort. I wonder about you, do you wonder about me.. I wonder about all of these feeling settling not fleeting and making me feel right at home.

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