hibernating look at me, they are in frames
unknown faces i have never seen but traces
of those faces in the people i love
what matters to me
is not the volume of my work
but how many hearts i really moved
inspired and healed
i know i love myself
tonight i served myself the ceremonial love tea
from me to me
i can easily look into the mirror and feel that in love butterfly love in love love love
to me...
to that extent i am narcissistic, but i like it
i like to be alone
i have never loved it as much as now
i am finding fragments of myself i thought i had lost or i had totally forgotten i had
i am in my cave, very anti social, and i am hibernating
because this summer
this summer
will be unforgettable
say no more
new blog to read, another joint venture of me and theHand... all about Diane999 the graphic novel we are working shaping moving shaking forming sounding singing into creation
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