Wednesday, August 27, 2014
27 august
part of it is making the space to say what needs and most of the rest is knowing when to say nothing at all or to turn to a kinder side of the pillow to rest your firey face the heat ready to burn through sense and ties that bound or thought to before such time as darkness befell - well enough alone as may be after, let this moment be quiet, honey the tongue and cool the soaring backlash trashing what might be a simple scene to brimming stone and swords the words too sharp to keep inside - the fears that hurl and cannot hide rejection cannot face replacement - carry the water and whisper in balance
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