Tender is the heart, but silk is the strongest thread; so hearts do withstand the pull and push, the thrust.
‘Desire and desire and desire’- his hand me down, a way to live, a tinderbox to ignite others fire.
Someone said the past is a foreign country, but for me it was a universe away, spinning in a different galaxy.
Words are where I am, so now your hurricane of mere language has blown me right out of sight. Out of range.