freyja's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- You and me and a blue moon A thousand years ago, under a blue moon, I found you. Or you found me. I don't know how, it was that kind of meeting that melts around the edges. And again, in a rainy city on a grey day. I was exhausted, bone tired to the dead but that feeling folded itself up into a little pile and fell out of my pocket as I walked towards meeting you. And it didn't return. And the sick feeling I've had for days just went away too and I think, ah, there's the remedy. I need... So much healing in that touch, for my little family, my son like moth to flame of you two. I will hold your hope for you in buckets. You hold my wishes for me. And together by that balance, we will either make them happen or learn to love the free fall. And hold hands until we find the things that catch us again. 9:33 p.m. - 2010-09-06 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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