Through moving bodies I have no need to justify why I slip between light and the hours that slip between my fingers like the small pills that fall into our throats and lift our spirits so high that our hands are grabbing the stars and make the smooth vibration a warm arm around my shoulder nothing can ever question the authenticity of this moment even as it is lost in a million other moments that have gone before it or the eyes of beautiful friends I still yet have to meet I never want to lose this feeling as the rain washes the sweat off of my opened mind.
Lucky Mandy sharing a night with a beautiful artist of words ❤