The rosemond post

Tuesday, October 25, 2016

I'm happy you're here.

I don't see you in the flesh.

Our love is alive.

Termination dust.

Winter winks and curls it's lips.

My city on the Arm.

I'm heading out.

Running to the big ocean.

Far from any clouds!

Mountains beckon us.

An impulse to go higher.

Climbing is a gift.

The breeze tells me so.

It is done and we've begun.

Healing forms a scab.

The sun can be cold.

Weighing movement and money.

Always choose the moon.

Blue sky and fresh air.
The cosmic cocktail we share.
Lucky to know you.