Denver, Colorado
to the sky... yet
never leave a mark
i dedicate myself
to their softness
to the sky... yet
never leave a mark
i dedicate myself
to their softness
the psyche's
organ of touch
the psyche's
organ of touch
of love, a bird exists
to erase her cage —
as sure as a flower
exists, for no one
of love, a bird exists
to erase her cage —
as sure as a flower
exists, for no one
Talk to me…
Like regular people do…
Each day does not have to be a tragedy…
Talk to me…
Like regular people do…
Each day does not have to be a tragedy…
but soft
but soft
Michael Ende - The Neverending Story
Michael Ende - The Neverending Story