The pen within the hole,
The gear within the gear,
I scatter colors cross the page
I then try not to smear
Laborious, and slow,
I strive for some perfection,
That I might give it you, that moment
You look my
Direction
A Spiral Love Note
The pen within the hole,
The gear within the gear,
I scatter colors cross the page
I then try not to smear
Laborious, and slow,
I strive for some perfection,
That I might give it you, that moment
You look my
Direction
