. . . And so he kept whispering
Bright eyes and subtle variations of blue. Everywhere is balanced there, like a rainbow above us. we always say: for heaven’s sake keep us awake so we won’t be caught off guard. We might be passersby but we always find a place to stay. Together we have new heartbeats, with new taste for speed. Out on the street we found the road to a humble abode where both of our routes meet.




