you just might make me believe


what's your mode of transport?
mine is the sun.
when it rises dripping from
the sea when it falls like honey on
the trees when it swallows up
clouds my soul moves with it.

mine is you.
when you lift your eyes
when you look straight ahead
when you try to speak my
heart moves with you.



social work. fieldtrips. part one.
9:31:00 PM
Tuesday, February 26, 2008
bop to the top









"Everybody is different. You know something? We are different but alike too. But I'm not you and you're not me. We are special in our own way. We think different things. We feel different things. We know different things and we do different things."
-Charlotte, K2

honesty is the best policy