Running Shorter...


And that is a good thing!

Time draws closer, a blanket in winter, a mist on the ground.

Mystery shrouds me, covers me, surrounds me, as it should, as it needs to.

Vivaldi plays in my ears, echoing, approaching, retreating, as Vivaldi does.

Smiles fill my visions, scents fill the airy spaces between dreams, and...

Something is coming.

Posted: Mon - March 12, 2007 at 11:04 PM      


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