"you're a painting with symbols deep/ symphony/ soft as it shifts from dark beneath/ a poem that flows/ caressing my skin/ in all of these things you reside and I/ want you flow from the pen/ bow and brush/ with paper and string/ and canvas tight/ with ink in the air/ to dust your light/ from morning to the black of night/ "
--- Sixpence none the richer, Melody of you
*** music from my past came knocking at my door today... first from keane... now from sixpence... they'll be here for a while... (it is throwback thursday after all ... aww... i miss the dollhouse.) anyhow, these songs remind me of where i was many, many, many months back... and comparing... i must say... i'm in a diff level now... (naks!) the sky today ain't as beautiful as it was last sunday... (but the picture here is the afternoon sky last sunday)... the wind came out and play for a while... if only to tell me that all is well... and reminded me too, that my flickr eye has been opened once again... and that i should infuse shabba eyes with it as well... meaning... i need more than another memory card for my camera... i also need one for my heart... go figure. :) <3 j
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