You and me sitting a space apart...
Resting our chins watching
Golden moments bashing against stone
Some flotsam and a boat coming home
Eyes like those of a hundred Jaguarscontinue
Open up
Guiding wheels going home
In the dark
She always writes well, and I like to read. I rarely have anything better to say than "Well done, again." I have a feeling she doesn't need inane comments like that.
