Finally, we rolled up the sky’s
something innate and beautiful
take a look around,
sense a rubbery bane,
played amongst the youngest pup
What’s a star if there’s no shine?
What’s a sky if there’s no sampling?
a whiff of cold baby-fresh air
bare her wit against the widest stone
take a long- wild look around
know your own existence
translucent- temple pouring
out her love~krindness sis. Krissy