Black is alive
A moonless night...

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

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

Who are you?
Who are we...

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

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