Pages
When I turned the page
The corner bent into a perfect dog-ear
as if the words knew I'd need them again,
but at that time I couldn't see it.
I would read that page everyday for the next year.
She sang a short tune.
And I came from her soft touch and slept.
This ain't a Surfin' Movie by Minus the Bear
~
I was browsing through my pictures and
I was able to pick out one of my fave pics haha.
Thanks to Chiara for this, I remember this pic taken
from our Humalit practice session. :D