Slipping and skidding
In a choking rain
As I stepped out into the dizziness
Of flinging caution away
And the world was about to dissolve
In churning colors and thickening beats
I heard something I recognized
A song projected upon your voice
So many times over
Now again it clears the sky
Now again my breath returns
The clouds have edges now
The pictures in this are so astounding Rachel!!! I love it. "The clouds have edges now." I understand exactly what you mean but I don't even know where to begin on how to explain it.
ReplyDeleteRachel, I love the lines: "As I stepped out into the dizziness of flinging caution away"... Love it, I tell you.
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