Little girls weren't meant to be touched
They should be treasured and sprinkled with fairy...

May I articulate the warmth of this place within
May you read these words and feel compelled to...

Black is alive
A moonless night...

Yesterday was bright, and the sun shone down upon...
We longed for one another and fire spread...

Who are you?
Who are we...

These are the lyrics to a song in my heart
I wanted to share them...