He was going to lose her heart
&
He enjoyed it.
Street corners,
Block parties,
Homegrown verses,
Ups & downs,
The experienced laughter,
Jokes for ten years,
Each realization could be
But everywhere:
After that night,
Nobody could touch us.
A good heart,
Always consumed by
Successful becoming.
Aus Gott wird man gebor'n, in Christo stirbet man. //////////////// Und in dem heil'gen Geist fängt man zu leben an.
"If you're not living on the edge, you're taking up too much space." - anonymous
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