higher than the moon.

everything you do
it sends me higher than the moon
with every twinkle in your eye

you strike a match that lights my heart on fire

{mindy gledhill}

location: spencer peirce little farm, newbury

pale september.

pale september

i wore the time

like a dress that year

the autumn days

swung soft around me

like cotton on my skin

but as the embers

of the summer

lost their breath

and disappearred

{fiona apple}