We share our laughter Shallow breaths and a stumble She dances again
Dear Pen and Paper, You’re all I ever dream of. Let’s make a baby.
Bedtime reverie Words, stories, ideas to write Who drank the coffee?
What is this message? Are we to stop and listen? Sorry, don’t have time.
Boxed memories lost, neglected, assaulted, saved. Start a new chapter.
Like words from her heart, the steam rises from the grounds bathed in nostalgia.