perfect

[sonofthesun]

he builds his things
in perpetuation
as the cat purrs his pleasure
why
i am unsure
another moment known
as all things unfold
in ways I can not fathom
pure
as the snow blankets
the land we walk
in dreams
there is no on off switch
it is as it isnt

[dadio]

Good capture.

[creativesoul]

There is often a sweet smell that goes with the tinkering
Perhaps boxes of " maybe need it later"
Butter on bread
He does not let it go to his
Heads
Off with the spring blossom
Sea salt on my mind
Love dripping from my hips
Love
Is what you do with it