Just so you know, my wierd mind wanders and my brave heart breaks, I’ve nailed some milestones but I still make mistakes. Because I’ve got more faults then a map of California earthquakes.
Now, Im sleeping between the covers of this page, wake me if you like me, wake me if you need me, wake me, if you’d like another Poem.
Your once and future writer has made herself at home.
February 15, 2008 at 2:27 pm
Sister Poet,
Sometimes this magic machine in front of me takes me somewhere I should be. This I believe is one of those places. So, I was just viewing random blogs and here you are.
I love the beauty in your words and the feelings they inspire in me.
On a lighter note, lovely theme you chose. I liked it too.
Miss Demure Restraint