Human

Simple syrups for the cause

Place holder

Descriptions reading our character

Astrology slave

Emotional mess if the moon loves

Purple paint

Big mirror reflections

One day before this one

Wild

Calling all who won’t listen

Scream freedom in the trees

Trees falling and growing

Birds sing to a pattern

My morning window

Delight

Flowers on the counters

Crisp air

Just right for the eye open

Safe

Believing in a wondrous amalgam of

Ok

This one

That one

Slight

Heavy

Hands on hands that play games

What future is present time

In a swift turn

Life moves you to the stretch scene of your life

Momentary

Seconds

Roar

Trip up from blowing it

Learn

Mold fix rhythm

Turn the pages

Judgements be damned

This is it

One

Until the end

Permanent

Choice to be

Beyond