just a thought

under construction:

in the process of
rearranging recreating our minds
our hearts our bodies
our very cells minutest of personal details
our spaces our time our lists
in order to accomodate, errrrr, embrace
each other. to be like
velcro: detachable/attachable. careful,
souls are silk, and velcro has ruined many of my bikinis.

thank the angels.