I can't stop thinking about kisses.
And the urgent sculpture of moonlight
And the glint of July wedding rings.
Once the clock held the hockey stick
And the brownies
But now I have the birth of new colours
Raging in me, the throb of stars pulsing my lips...
Sharing light with
Kimmy ~ Creating a path between the present course of events and a new course, leading to new outcomes.
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