You know...
In the time since we saw each other, I must confess, I have thought of you in many moments of pure beauty I wished you could see and experience with me.
You were there moments ago when the North Star marked the centerpoint between the dark and bright blue sides of the sky. When, in the West, the black trees blocked the dusting of deep orange across the place where ground and sky kissed each other goodnight.
You were there moments ago when the North Star marked the centerpoint between the dark and bright blue sides of the sky. When, in the West, the black trees blocked the dusting of deep orange across the place where ground and sky kissed each other goodnight.