A home in a war zone, a sanctuary for sanity.

 

We'll listen so you don't have to have the world on your shoulders.

Restring it with my nerve endings & play upon my heart-strings like a harp.

We are static, side by side & song-hearted.

A pasture filled with wildflowers & brimming with sweet, innocent life.

My failed attempts crush me like a grand piano, making awful snapping sounds with my bones.