how i love you girl. the way you laughed at the beach, swirling staff and poi, dancing with the wind. you moved like reed, singing to the stories carried on the wings of old.
see, i can't put this in words...the mornings i woke at sara's place, her room like a beacon in the sky. like a ship stirring into the unknown. and then you came along. and you made everything so beautiful. your eyes, your way of looking at things in a way that revealed all the magic and beauty in the tiniest details. your soft voice breaking through encrusted wounds and walls that i had built in an effort to survive.
soft and strong your energy and love, elusive and tangible in the same time.
the morning you woke me at 6 am crying on the phone. the opening in your soul that you let me see and let me into your life. i remember driving down to where you lived and your brave, courageous self, trying to scramble the shatters of the unexpected from the floor, trying to piece yourself back together, check with the parameters, the axioms and the coordinates of your system.
soaring into the sky. transcending the old, flying into a now filled with life and new and song.
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