In a walnut shell boat pulled by dolphins.
I am going to blame it on the baby, on the tinsel, on the twinkling lights that have hypnotized my being.
|Mad at me.|
The Christmas music. Thanks Blake Shelton for singing White Christmas... I am now in love with a country star.
So this girl continues strolling through the Christmas season waiting for the Winter Solstice barely touching the ground she is floating. There is only the waken hour in the dark her bed is haunted with ghosts of pasts and during the day her thoughts are dissolved with the sunlight. Not ready to be awake and not ready to fall asleep I float.