A collection of the strange and wonderful. Allow me to lift each Moment up to the light, Turning them over in my hands Look at the swirling colours Curling around my fingers, Pouring from your pulsing heart. Is it love? we wonder, Each day growing clearer A shard of memory, Sharp as shattered glass. Each retelling brings pain. Scars I wish to heal, To close up old wounds. Strange shapes filled with words, Scraps of imagination sewn together. Stories spun with care Falling from your tongue, Drifting down into my heart. Here is the well of thoughts. An ocean filled with A thousand stars That glow in the darkness. Forev