I've spent most of the week writing letters, going on long walks, talking to strangers and new friends alike. I've been writing pages upon pages of poetry, and have beat up my fingertips on the fret-board worse than I have in the past 6 years ( Read more... )

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From the last or just remembered
drastic dance of folding hands
scaled in the dreams 
by dissenters muffled laughs
a quest is presented by the borders of the mentioned;
in feelings born to test our understanding of that tension
So we stand out like we're naked, and we echo the same
love is being there;
it is being bare and brave
and love is kind
and love ( Read more... )