pretty mouth and green my eyes: some more stories

 

 

one minute there was road beneath us, the next just sky 

when you're on a golden sea you don't need no memory 

a home at the end of the world 

tiny dancer 

waiting for you to say go away or come in
 

the man of the hour is taking his final bow, g'bye for now
 

when all is said and done, i will love you 

let's go fishing for a dream, let's find some place new, somewhere we can be ourselves, some of the time 

water we seek, water we need 

scattered shells we are, searching for the other one 

by the lake 

the bluest sky 

something's lost 

low light 

waiting for 

two planets 

a little water-melon grew up in the garden this autumn 

birds posing 

from the window of my house i see clouds rolling