thank you and don't worry, I just strongly suspect I've been over-posting and should probably take a breather.. appreciate your sensitive readings as always (if only there were more of you!)
I feel a bit down today so me too maybe breather needed… I went to an analogue reading in the morning and started crying. So a bit pinkish or reddish inside. Let’s keep in touch.
[cover image: still from Wim Wenders' Wings of Desire]
“And onto the shoulders of my green self
Where I could rest; and he would shrug”
It’s beautifully and painfully rendered, and I hope the green nocturne would be rested on our shoulders for a while.
I hope you’re all right. Your poetry matters to me. Please know that.
thank you and don't worry, I just strongly suspect I've been over-posting and should probably take a breather.. appreciate your sensitive readings as always (if only there were more of you!)
I feel a bit down today so me too maybe breather needed… I went to an analogue reading in the morning and started crying. So a bit pinkish or reddish inside. Let’s keep in touch.
This one rips. "My green self" will one day return.