memories – Reaching Joy

Chance

Tell me what you want, tell me what you choose, tell me why my heart sings when I look at you. It’s true…I want you whole. But you lead me on. You want to laugh, too. Friends tell me not to hold you higher than the moon. Are these crumpled up memories playing meContinue reading “Chance”

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I’m not looking for The One. I suppose I’m just looking for the one I won’t get tired of. …… The number of betrays I have felt– they are buried down deep and it was not until I was ready enough to hold the shovel that I could dig them out and start to peekContinue reading “Home”